2) First Love (yar)

Honestly, I couldn't tell you who my first love was. I guess technically it should be the first boy that I dated that I was upset over when he broke up with me, but looking back on it, I really didn't like him. At all. I didn't like any of the boys I dated. They were really all just boys that wanted me to kiss them and I would always throw up a little in my mouth every time they would try to convince me.

My first crush that existed in the same world as me was a boy named Brian. All of his friends picked on me and he drew pictures of cows in my yearbooks. He was mean to me sometimes, but he always saved a dance for me at dances and youth group parties. I was kind of obsessed with him and I hate admitting it. Thinking back on it embarrasses me and I'm glad that we never really even became friends. He used to make me so upset. Ugh.

I hate thinking about the past. Really.

Moving on.

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