oh, boy!

an open letter to all of my exes.
have you ever wanted to get things off of your chest?
it always seems that every single guy i've dated has taught me something {either good or bad}
and i've learned a lot from them.

so, here it goes:

to the boy who was my first kiss...biggest mistake of my life, so thanks for ruining the whole 'cute' first kiss for me

to the boy that was my sarcastic half.  you were so much fun to be around!  and you always dished the sarcasm and humor right back to me. touche.

to the boy who stuck with me through thick and thin.  who was my first true love, i still think you're amazing and i thank you for teaching me so much about myself, life, and love.  you're awesome.

to the boy who made me feel so much love, who taught me that you cannot force yourself to love someone.  we had some good times, cheers.

to the boy who was too forward and ended up making me just not like you even more.  what an irritation you were, and you still are. grow up!

 

to the boy who broke my heart for the first time.  i hope you stopped fliriting with hundreds of girls...oh wait, you haven't.  some people never change.

to the boy who promised me everything, and gave me nothing in return.  i used to resent you, but i now thank you for what you taught me.  i'll never allow another man to treat me the way you treated me. like CRAP.

to the boy who was a selfish pig. thanks for opening my eyes to what i do NOT WANT from a man.

to the boy who i tried dating long distance, that was awkward.  I never want to do that again.  plus, you weren't even that good looking (shallow? i don't care!)

to the boy who made me want to believe in love again.  i thank you for breaking down the berlin wall around my heart.

to the boy who just wanted some.  what were you thinking?!  so glad i shot you down.  you're foolish...ya rumpster!

to the boy who has been there for me always.  we may have never dated, but i cherish your friendship, your advice.  if we weren't such good friends, maybe we could've been an item...

to the boy who was immature.  i am sorry for hurting you, but i couldn't deal with the little boy that was obviously still very much alive in you.  i needed a man, not a man-boy.

i know i probably left my fair share of scars on these guys, but some of them did some damage too.  some of them taught me some of the biggest life lessons.  some were just stupid growing up lessons.  some were just friends, some just made me mad. 

but all in all, i am so grateful for the guys who have influenced me and my dating life.
i have learned so much from all of them.  i am who i am today because of the experiences that lead up to this point in my 22 years of life.

so, to all you boys, you're rumpsters and i thank you for making me become a better person!
here's to another few years of dating....i think i can, i think i can, i think i can.




i got this idea from caroline over at her own eden