(Disclaimer - Only For Those Who Are No Longer With Their First Girl)
Okay, prepare yourself guys because I'm going to open up a wound and pour a little lemonade on it. I'm talking about that first girl you have ever fallen for. You remember how you thought she was a goddess out of Greek Mythology. She was a fallen angel and somehow you got her. It was like God reached into your dreams and designed this perfect girl to the T. You've liked girls before but this was your first real girl, not the elementary girlfriends. I remember her. I had it bad, I mean it was like in the movies when the boy falls for his first girl and he can't eat or sleep and acts like the living dead. He was constantly dozing off from wherever his concentration should have been and for a while the world revolved around her. Then you have to work up the Kahones to go talk to the girl and despite your mumbling, clammy self she actually likes you, lol. Damn, life just gave you a pure dose of pure bliss. I couldn't focus on anything. I probably could not tell you what happened that day if it happened 5 minutes before. She was perfect and she like me so I couldn't even suspect anything suspicious. Even though your friends say she's a certain type of girl, you do not listen. She's my angel and there isn't anything foul about it. So, there was no reason to put your guard up and that's when it hurts the most. It didn't last forever and you sit there wondering to yourself, What Happened? She was into me and I was into her. So now your brought back to the real world and reality sets in. You want someone to feel the pain you felt. You want some other girl to lose a part of their innocence, not sexually but mentally. You really only want one Band-Aid too to cover the scar, HER'S, but you and everybody else knows you can't have it. She becomes this bitch, bop, hoe, you take your pick. It's not her fault though. As humans we are born with 1% of knowledge, of being a complete human being and through life we become wiser. The struggles is what gives your more percentage. On this test, of life, you score higher with the more misses than makes, as long as you do not make the same mistake twice. However, nothing in life, existance is 100%. Awww, you played me Prince, I thought you work yourself through life to get 100%. Well you do... on your individual test but not the universal... you don't live that long, lol. But back to the girl, because she broke your heart, you get stronger(all those corny lines your parents told you make sense now, lol). In sports, you don't get stronger in the gym, situation, buy while your resting so your muscles can rebuild stronger so you don't hurt yourself again. In the end, without first girl you can't have Second Girl and seconds are always better like cold pizza. I thank you first girl... you gave me 5% more on my test..... bitch, bop, hoe, you take your pick.
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