im not sure if anyone remmebers me on this site but i was having trouble getting this girl i met at school. i ended up flirting with her getting her number falling for and she played me (and after talking to her i fuond out he was a super douche and a pussy who coudent fight lol) well like two weeks later she broke up with her boyfreind for me *heres were this becomes like a super bad soap opera* the day after we got together my dad died (again im 16) this is my first REAL girlfriend ive ever had she helped me threw my fathers death which was huge. it made my mom go crazy it drove my sister from our house and my dad was the only source of income for the house so know im the only one paying bills to keep my house since my mom is disabled. the only thing that woke me up and gave me hope was her. we dated for about 2 months before we broke up. we hung out alot she would come to my house and i would goto hers. i became freinds with her dad and her grandma loves me she came to two of my families christmas parties and i even went to her families thanksgiving dinner. i mean i fell in love with her and i was really hoping that it would have lasted (then again she was 14 and deep deep deep down in my heart of hearts i knew she would have gotten board of me) well like two weeks before december 18th we planned to make love on the 18th she had bought laundarey and wore it on that day with a pink bow like she was my present so not only was she my first girlfreind but my first love and my first time she was so important to me. we ended up breaking up over some stupid myspace photo's of her that had her in boy shorts that said DANGER and BOOTYLICOUS the break up was horrible like ive never felt before *ive been extremely hardened by expeirences in my life so i didnt cry alot but ive hurt so bad that my chest burned and ached* she always would tell me that she would never leave me unless i dident want her and we promised well before school started up again that we would talk bad about each other but since she broke that one promise to me i did the same to her and i told everyone that she was loose and bad in bed and that her private parts queefed (and most of this is true but i shoudent have told everyone about it that was horrible of me and very immature and i shoudent have stooped to her level *there is more to that she had her freinds message me saying all this mean stuff after i broke up with her very nicely as i could) my freinds would throw shit at her like hard candy and hit her right in the face. so after a week and half of being broken up all of sudden she was telling everyone in the school that i raped her (which technically i did *statutory* but she said i also forced her which is BS) im one of the nicest guys in the world so no one beleived her not even her own dad people from there lunch table kicked her out and told her she coudent sit with them about two days after the break up she was apparently holding hands with a black man at some hangout for younger kids and then 2 weeks back to school she already had another boyfreind ( i was like how can she do this i was her supposed 1st and she has already moved on) i was so hurt i just kept telling people about this stuff even with the rape behind my back. its been 3-5 weeks since we broke up and i just get more depressed every day i have to see her (not as bad cause she told her dad we had consensaul sex and he said she coudent date till shes 16 know so she had to break up with her boyfreind but there still freinds and probaly secretly going out) its hard having to see her everyday and remmeber how much she helped me and all the love i had for her she was the reason why i woke up in the morning and know shes gone i feel like an empty shell i mean im not bad looking and i can tell other girls like me but im just so hurt right know i feel empty and dead inside everyone around me is dieing, dead, or leaving me, what should i do everyone is telling me i should talk to her but with the rape thing i know i could NEVER trust her again or even love her the same way i dont want to leave it alone either but its getting really hard on her and i can tell everyday people pelt her with hard candy and call her names like Crack poof (cause her hair is really teased out and poofy) or queefer or the ussualy whore, slut, bitch i just dont want her to hurt herself but i want to talk to her so bad and get some closure on what happened we were like attached at the hip and know i can barely even look at her