Sucker4LoveMixtape: That Time I Was Dumped in a Letter
Breaking up is hard enough, especially when there’s an audience there to witness it.
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The Girl:
Have you ever wanted something so bad that it haunts your dreams? That’s how bad I wanted a girlfriend during the spring of 2003. I was 16 years young, overflowing with hormones and all sorts of unrealistic ideas and expectations about women. Years of watching John Hughes movies like, “The Breakfast Club” as well as more modern John Hughes knock-offs like, “She’s all that” had convinced me that I needed a girlfriend to make my life complete.
In every movie I had ever seen, the white male protagonist was always slightly lost or needed an extra push, but then he would meet an amazing girl and she would fix all of his problems. It didn’t matter if she were my type, or if she liked me, as long as she agreed to be my girlfriend, everything else could be worked out later. There were plenty of single girls in my high school, but I was deathly afraid of rejection, so my options were limited to someone pretty but no so pretty that I would lose all motor skills and blow my chances.
