Yeah....
2 months ago my (ex) Boyfriend broke up with me, and bragged about it at the high school. 7 months and breaks up with me to brag? You'd think that I'd be pissed at the world because of him, but I'm not. He basically made himself look like a douche right?...I'm a shitty liar.

He ripped my insides out, stuffed them in a basket, and threw it out to the dogs. I heard that dogs like spleen >.<

"Last time that I ever get into a long term relationship!" I told myself. "Probably not a good way to start out with your first boyfriend anyway." But I actually already had a girlfriend before him. See? I even suck at lying to myself.

Well, I stuck to that little lie that I'm still trying to accept and now I have a new boyfriend...

Well Gwen, if you're reading this, I have some disturbing news. Remember Nick Freeman? Used to have a crush on you, had a weird tail thing growing out of the back of his head, fat ass....... Well he is freakin cute now. No joke. And I'm dating him(true story).

And now I have an awesome boyfriend, and my ex hasn't been able to get a girlfriend since me! HA! But that's probably because I told everyone about his little Catgirl/lolita fetish....

Bottom line is that I'm happy now. And I'm finally winning at life.

(insert applause here)