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I'm talking about your first genuine heartbreak.
When you thought about him/her everyday all day, when you drink yourself into an oblivion to try to stop thinking about him/her only for him/her to haunt you in your sleep.
The kind of heartbreak that makes food taste like matter in your mouth, the kind that speeds your heart rate and sends chills to your belly even after months of them not being in your life. The Heartbreak that lets you relate to bullshit tumblr quotes about how" to love is to be vulnerable".

My first heartbreak taught me to NEVER give my all again. Because if I do, the same thing could happen all over again. It taught me that people are never as them seem, to never trust a stranger and even then... keep a close eye on those closest to you. It taught me to never let anyone in completely, to keep my emotional wall ALL the way turnt up to never give anyone the benefit of the doubt and assume what someone may or might not do.. even if you would never do it to them and to always keep my glass half empty because "expectation is the root of all heartbreak"

And if I so anything on this list of lessons... I could experience another heartbreak which is the most uncomfortable feeling in the world because its just a bottle of unknown"feeling" by the way the brain responds to the pain of the heart as Legit physical pain.

Hi! :) There's this foreign exchange student who has recently come to my school from France, and surprisingly, he lives only 3 or 4 houses away from mine. I have bumped into him here and there but I had never known he was in fact the French kid every other girl was talking about. I've had a big crush on him without even knowing where he came from, and now I feel kind of awkward knowing he's the French kid every other girl likes JUST because he's French.
To get to the point, I had asked his name last Monday seeing that he was at the same party as me and sitting alone. He seems rather shy but he's super kind. Yesterday, I thought I'd even sit with him on the bus to give him some company. We got to talking and he asked me for my number. I gave him a notecard with a cute little "I'd like to get to know you sometime." in French and I wrote my number down. He smiled, said he really liked it and my handwriting was very neat.

The whole time, we stared in each other's eyes and we asked each other questions. It was fun getting to learn about his culture and all, and to be honest, he was blushing a little bit. The same day towards the end of the school day, I happened to make eye contact with him when passing and he smiled at me. As for today, the same thing happened only this time he mouthed the word "hello" to me as well. He also seems to look at me when I'm talking to my other guy friends, but when I catch him, he looks away. I really REALLY like this guy and I was hoping to invite him over next week for dinner but what I don't get is he hasn't texted me yet when he asked for my number? If it helps, I gave it to him just yesterday and he seemed to hold it in his hands like it was very delicate, which is adorable... So what's going on and what is your opinion?