Hannah.......that bitch!
A girl called Hannah was my first love, and good god was she ever the wrong person to fall for! I'm only just now starting to realise how fucking horrible she was!

The story all starts at the beginning of secondary school, where I fancied her from the off. Over the next few years she graudually made her way through most of my friends whilst continually overlooking me, telling me how we were "really close friends". Eventually, at the beginning of year 11 she decided she was a lesbian and started going out with this fucking weirdo girl who really did look like a boy. This really pissed me off as it kinda ruined my chances of EVER being able to get in her nickers. After about a year of lesbianism she suddenly decided she wasn't a lesbain anymore and that she actually fancied me, and told me that she pretty much always had done. Naturally, i'm overjoyed at the thought of turning a lesbian back to the straight side and we started going out. However, once that happened she started using me. All my mates noticed it and tried to tell me, but I was just so glad at being able to see her breasts that I ignored them all. Then came the fake epeleptic fits, and pretending to be an alcoholic to try and get attention. Oh, and the time she pretended to take an overdose. Eventually, after destroying me inside she decided she actally fancied my very best mate in the whole world, and left me for him. Bastards. Total relationship probably lasted about 3 months.

Haven't spoken to either of those cunts in a good couple of years now.

Not that I'm bitter about it or anything.
(PenrhynGwyndaf, Fri 21 Oct 2005, 17:28, Reply)