so last night it happened. you plan and think and dream about what will happen when you run into your ex. not your ex that you dated a month last summer, or that guy you hooked up with over winter break. THE ex. the first love, first heartbreak ex.  the one you think you're over, the one you THINK you aren't in love with anymore. we dated for a year and for the last six months constantly fought. so when he went away for the school year, i never had to run into him, or worry about it. yesterday i dyed my hair darker and it looks pretty good. my best friends and i got all dressed up and went to some carnival near my house thinking that we'd meet new people and it'd be fun. no one really looked familiar but we got in line for tickets anyways when suddenly i saw him.. and the cutest little brunette holding his hand. he didn't see me, but my friends already knew he was there and immediately yanked me out of the line and towards the back of the carnival. i was in shock for a few minutes and then decided to just fuck it. he hadn't seen me and it was MY night. so we went back.. and then he saw me. so did she, and he made eye contact with me, and just turned around. steered his little slut of a girlfriend so their backs were towards me and walked off. i swear to god, i haven't been that upset in a while. i literally walked straight to the parking lot and sat on a hill with my best friend julia ( things got resolved obiv) and just sobbed

this is where it gets good

i had left all of my stuff in my friends car who didnt want to leave so i called my mom to come get me. all i had to say was he's here. and she immediately came. while we were waiting, my friend wanted me to come back to get her keys. julia and i started walking back and look straight who i run into. i was about 50 feet back so i went and turned and hid behind a car... which turned out to be hers. i shouldve just picked up and kept walking but something about the cocky smile he was giving me while his hands were all wrapped around her hips really fucking got to me. i looked at her flicked her off, and said fuck you. he looked at me and said what are you doing? i said go to hell his first and last name. and kept walking. they drove away and i went home and cried for hours. i'm still really fucking hurt.