So remember that girl I met on the Italy trip? Yeah well we tried things out (twice actually) and you know as it turns out she doesn’t like me or not as much as she thought she did or idfk but yeah it was a thing and then she dumped me and then it was a thing again and then she dumped me again so that’s hella fun

And now I can’t even think about the fucking Italy trip because I think of her and I get upset all over again

Like she’s the one who pursued me and I think that’s what bothers me the most? Fuck I just thought this would be a good thing but nope not good enough once again

Fuck.