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This One Is For The Girls

Here's to all those girls who used to be his number 1.
  • The ones who waited all night for him to call, only to check the caller ID the next morning & be disappointed.
  • The ones who made it through the break up, dried the tears, & moved on with your life, only to have him walk back in months later like nothing ever happened.
  • The ones who listened to him say he only wants to be your friend one day & the next, listened to him say how much he loves & misses you.
  • Here's to the girls that took him back, hoping that maybe this time, he was different. Hoping that maybe people really do change.
  • We listened to our friends tells us that we were stupid for even thinking about giving him another chance, got shit from our parents, & even snuck around to see him for awhile.
  • We thought it would be "just friends," but ended up falling in love again.
  • We wanted nothing more than to hear him tell us he loved us, that even though things were bad in the past, they would be different this time.
  • This is for us.
  • Here's to the ones who believed what he said & sat around all over again waiting for a phone call that might come in a few hours, or a few days.
  • Here's for the tears cried all over again.
  • We wanted so desperately to believe that he was really busy, he couldn't possibly call us at that moment, or that he fell asleep early.
  • We trained ourselves to believe the lies, because we wanted to believe we had found the one.
  • We learned to settle for someone who didn't treat us the way we deserved to be treated.
  • Here's for the ones who did their hair & make up & put on their cutest outfit, only to hear him say that he couldn't make it.
  • The ones who never believed it when people suggested that there might be someone else.
  • We just couldn't believe that he would do this to us again.
  • This is for those great girls who loved him more than words can say & took him back no matter what happened last time because they couldn't bear to look back on their lives one day & wonder, "what if."
  • This is for us girls who somehow managed to get him to forget about her and get him to tell us that he was in love with us again, only to have him tell us 3 days later that "things weren't working out."
  • Heres to the girls who couldn't cry to their friends because of how stupid they felt.
  • The ones who held it all in when things came crumbling to pieces again.
  • This is for the ones who couldn't bear to tell even their mom what was going on for a fear of an "I told you so."
  • The ones that could tell that they had made a mistake to ever allow him into their hearts & dreams again.
  • We knew that we deserved better the entire time, that we deserved a guy who would call when he said he was going to, one that would come see us whenever he got the chance, one that would really care about us.
  • Here's for the ones that FINALLY realized that he never gave a shit about us.
  • Here's for all those times he broke your heart.
  • This is for those days spent trying to hold back the tears. Those tears that turned into anger, then disappointment.
  • This is for the ones that held on to something that was never there to begin with.
  • Here's for us girls who finally realized that we deserve better.
  • Here's for those confusing days, when you miss him & want nothing more than to hear his voice or be in his arms.
  • Stay strong & remember that relationships are like broken glass. Sometimes its better to leave it alone rather than try to put the pieces back together & get hurt.
  • Remember the times you cried & how long it took you to even be able to look at another guy like that.
  • When "your song" comes on the radio, turn the station. When the day comes that he realizes what a mistake he made and tries calling, turn you phone off. When he tries coming to your house, don't answer the door.
  • Think of the broken promises, the lies, the manipulation, the tears, the wasted moments, & staying up all night wondering where the hell he was.
  • Think of how your heart used to jump when your phone would vibrate in the middle of the night & how it fell to your stomach when you saw it wasn't him & realized that once again he hadn't called like he said he was going to.
  • One day, you'll find a guy who's worth all the tears, but he won't make you cry.
  • You may think that you'll never care about someone like you did that guy that you always ran back to, but you will.
  • It's gonna hurt like hell & it's going to need time to heal. But the point is, it will heal.
  • This is for those girls who deserve so much better.
Thought this would help some of us get over the assholes that we have all fell for...

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