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In the eighth grade I had a crush on one of my friends and everyone seemed to know it but him, or at least that’s what I thought. All year, I flirted with him a lot. The last two weeks of school I decided I was going to muster up the courage to tell him before summer hit because we lived in the same neighborhood and I thought it would be just fantastic to be dating him all summer and be able to see him. It turns out he knew very well that I liked him and he was moving and he told all of our friends except me, and left without out a word on the very day I was going to tell him. In hindsight, he was actually a complete asshole but to 14-year-old me he was amazing and it took me a while to recover from that. #MAMBHConfessions
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We were best friends. I moved, we tried to stay connected. It didn’t work. I went to my friend’s house and she started messaging him on MY phone. She was obsessed. He stopped talking to me. It hurt a lot though I tried to hide the pain. He turned into an ass and now acts as if he doesn’t even know me. There’s so much more to this story. Anyway,I hate to admit,but I still care for him, as a friend. That’s what hurts the most. To care for someone who couldn’t care less about you.
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