when your first "boyfriend" breaks up with you
put down the can of frosting
forget the melodramatics
don't buy the jesse mccartney ringtone
skip to the part where you make out with your best friends neighbor
trust me
when your next boyfriend cheats on you
put down the razor
where did you even learn that?
don't take him back
it doesn't matter that "you gave him everything"
you will have given everyone after him everything as well
When your first high school boy doesn't love you back
move on
or you will forever be the crazy girl
he may be charming and have a mesmerizing smile
but you will do dispiciple things along the way to have him
those stolen moments
will not be worth the awkward moment(s) with his girlfriend(s)
When your second high school boy doesn't love you back either
wait it out
it will happen,
on multiple occasions
but know when to move on
because waiting gets old
When you fall for your **** buddy
don't decide to make that your "slutty year"
because one year is a long time in high school
hide away in your dark room
watch charlie st. cloud on repeat
when your friends try to cheer you up-let them
the feelings will go away, but he will not
so know when to say no
but you can say yes, too
however, don't abandon real people for fake intimacy
When you fall for your friend
don't ******* tell anyone
you know it will never happen, ever
stop trying
for the love of God, stop trying
And When you think you've found what you've been looking for
turn around
go back up north
it was all a trap
*trust me

"Two broken people can't be together" because they've both seen enough hurt to make a nun commit suicide and they've taken enough pills to **** everyone in their broken families and they've cried enough tears to fill all the bottles of whiskey they downed in sorrow. "Two broken people can't be together" because someone's got to remember to do the laundry and call your best friend and feed the dog. "Two broken people can't be together" because being in love isn't about being the one to hold the gun while you pull the trigger, it's about being the one to kiss your neck in a warm bed at 3 in the morning because those nightmares still jolt you awake every night.  But who better to console you than one who's seen the same things you have?

Here's to lost memories,

Whispers over the phone,
The boy that saved my life.

Melodies from the heart,
The boy with a knife.

A summer to remember,
The boy that meowed.

Singing in the car,
The boy that never frowned.

Sleepless nights,
The girl I grew up with.

Ghost hunting,
The boy who believed in myths.

Telling me not to hide,
The boy that texted dad.

Secret messages of love,
The boy I never had.

Here's to lost memories...

And the friends that became enemies.