What the hell is wrong with you? Do you know how much of a romantic I was? I used to dream about my first kiss; it used to be like a mini romance movie in my head. You know, when the characters kiss and there's music and cheesy crap? But now when I think of it I feel indifferent. Why? Why didn't you want to kiss me? If you weren't ready for a relationship why didn't you just say so? Do you know how much heartache it would've saved? Wait no, of course you don't know because you never fucking COMMUNICATED. You left me in the fucking dark with so much stupid shit. It's insane that your mother had to talk to my mother who had to talk to me. Why couldn't you just talk to me? If you were that nervous why were you with me? Why couldn't you have let me find someone who was actually ready? WHY?