Every time I think about it, I start freaking out and a grieve depression takes over me. Having seen the best years of my life in college, just before my graduation, I don't know what struck me and I fell in love with a complete nincompoop. He confused me with his stupid ideas of what an ideal life is, being a complete idiot he ruined my idea of a perfect love story. Small town guys like him just want one thing from girls. Why should I follow him?? Who the hell is he to tell me what is right and what is wrong?? I might be sounding like a brat who is ready to waste her life on some womanizer ignoring my real true love. But I don't think he is even close to what I want in life. If someone calls him dumb and idiot he thinks that is a positive comment. He is the reason for my depression and he tells me that I ruined my college life because of one of my school friends. Just wanna tell him GO TO HELL.
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