I Used to Be Beautiful

A true story about all the times a boy has hurt me since eighth grade (because before that it didn't really matter), whether I was in love with him or not.

But I did love each and every one of those boys, I can tell you that. Even if I wasn't necessarily in love with them all, I definitely loved them.

Just so you all know, in case you were worried about me or something, I'm basically over all of these things now. I don't know if I'll ever totally be over them, but I'm as okay now as I'll ever be.

Questions are welcome.

1,059 words. Not the best thing I've ever written, but it feels good to get it all out.

Please excuse the layout, it's old and I didn't feel like making a new one.