This post is the truth. Until now, I thought it was only in my head but it's true. I am cursed.
Once upon a time, in 2009, I had fallen in something people dub as 'love'. My only friend in the new town showed liking towards me and we were about to embark on a sweet journey together when he said that he had serious reasons because of which we couldn't be together. /shock. The New Year started with hopelessness and despair. Everything was a blur /blur, every time I woke up in the morning, I was going /floor. Then I found a friend who helped me get over it. This one knew I loved him so we were cool, right? Wrong. Time went on and my friend said he loved me. I was all /shock. I was already in love. With a pathetic asshole who got a girl for himself as soon as his college started. My friend went nuts and I was going nuts too. He went to the limits of drunk dialing, gifts, chocolates (which I never accepted) and then it all went more crazy. So I'm guessing I got cursed by him that I will never find True Love because I broke his heart
Fast forward 2013. Somehow, after 2 years of struggling, I got over my so called love and dubbed him as a 'lesson' or 'crush'. This guy ultimately lost himself because his girl left him and he can't get over it (suck it, bitch) and he's being nice to me. My old friend (who totally doesn't talk with him and ignores me like the next big Fuck) is happy because he found someone who loved him more than I could ever even try. I'm hoping they get married and have children. I don't know if he'll invite me to his wedding, though.
Then there's me. My story of a hopeless life continues. I like someone, someone else likes me and I think I like him too but then some other person who likes him as well.
Weird? Welcome to my life. I am Cursed.