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So i know this might sound crazy, but an ex of mine just started talking to me again. and to be honest, i miss him. but now that im with my current boyfriend,things are a little interesting. my ex talks about getting back together, and talks crap about my current boyfriend, who i love dearly. i know i dont want to get back together with my ex, but i cant stand it when my ex talks crap about my current boyfriend. what do i do?

School President
Jane Hunter and Mallen Eners.
 First started as a battle to see who was going to win the president election of their school.
Until they realized that they needed each other much more than that.
However, there is a single rule for this election that they both agreed to follow.
"Don't hate the player, hate the game."
"I hate you," he shouted, seeing the smirk tugging at the end of her lips. "You did me wrong, you used me, you instigated the anger within me, you made me look like a fool, you grabbed me and tossed me aside like some toy, I hate everything about you."
When he began marching towards her with his shoulder broadened, his teeth gritted savagely, that was when the smirk on her face finally dropped, fear settling in. They were alone in this room, and he could barely control himself.
He grabbed her waist and slammed her against the wall behind her, his palms pressed against the wall above her head. She caught her breath, but stayed silent, her nails scrapping the wall behind her.
 He avoided her gaze.
"I hate your long light brown hair that runs all along your back. I hate your green eyes that changes to blue in heavy lighting. I hate the way you have one side of your lip that is higher than the other when you smile. I hate the way you always lean on one leg when you stand, your hands in your pocket. I hate how you always know what to say. I hate how you always put your hair up in a bun. I hate your hands start trembling when your nervous, and you try to hide it. I hate how you never lotion your skin, and your hands are always cold-"
"Then why do you notice all that if you hate me so much," she muttered.
He paused for a moment, finally meeting her gaze. With all he had said, it was a shocking moment when she saw him lean forward, connecting his lips with hers as he gripped her jaw tightly, not allowing her to get away from his grasp. 
But she did not pull away either.










A P A R T.
How is it possible for someone to make you so happy that you can't even explain what you are feeling? You feel like screaming and singing at the same time. The butterflies are so crazy and uncontrollable that you feel like you are going to be sick. They make you so excited that it feels like you are going to explode. Anything and everything seems to remind you of them and it seriously makes your day great. Every love song reminds you of them and every sad song makes you miss them and long for them to be there with you. Their eyes become your favorite color and their voice becomes your favorite sound. And you feel like if it means that you will be with them, you will follow them to the ends of the earth.

please please please read my new story and let me know if you like it wittians:

She created a place in her mind after everything bad happened as a child, this place in her mind said to her that she was okay. After something else happened the place in her mind was no longer good for her, instead it haunted her. 

She lost herself. emotionless to somethings that vary, putting a facade on to show that she's happy and feeling fine, when clearly otherwise. 

((He is a different story. )) He used to make her feel even better and that she was kind of loved and that she had hope for the future, that she wanted to spend the future alive. Now she's not really sure what's next, but the thoughts of him gets her overwhelmed. Happy, sad and angry. One moment, she would be happy, that it's done, ended and the next she is sad at the fact she was never really loved. Anger comes in when he couldn't tell her who he really is and what he's like. It's a cycle of all these emotions for the past couple of days and nights.

She questions whether he is a physcopath or whether he actually loved her. It's hard for her to believe that he never loved her, the amount of times he told her convinced her. Then the thoughts of him telling another girl the same thing flood in, which just proves to her. She used to think of telling him that no one will ever love him as much as she did, but this girl probably does which pains her.

She feels so very numb when she's by herself, she's trying to find herself but it's quite impossible when she's just thinking of him. She knows she's supposed to do well this year, really well. But she's not in the right place and she doesn't think she will ever be. It's only 9 days into this year she wishes she could rewind it to the start of the year so she could hear him say he loved her even if he really didn't.

She didn't want to do what she did but she didn't think he would ever understand, so maybe now he will see.
"lets be realistic," he said with a scoff.

was being realistic.

Yes, my reality was to spend the rest of my life with you.

Yes, my
reality was to grasp your face and connect our lips in a white dress.

Yes, my reality was to hold your hand as my fingers dug within your flesh as the doctors yelled for me to push.

Yes, my r
eality was to help you wash your gray short hair and tease each other about our wrinkles.

my reality was to stare at grandchildren as we reminisced about our lives.

You wer
e my reality, and I was being realistic.

"you're right," I mumbled in agreement, "i need to be realistic."

was being realistic.

the harder the struggle the stronger the soul
going through some things nobody will ever see or know but i with fight through this alone like i always have
Alright kiddies, so I'm probably going to split up the promised "extremely detailed update" in three parts by each year. I left off sometime in February or March 2014. So that's where I'm going to start. 
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