I’d earmarked Susan Shapiro’s Five Men Who Broke My Heart as holiday reading and it was a great choice. And I’ve tagged this post with ‘book review’. That’s a blatant lie. I’m not reviewing this book. Instead, I’ll share my own heart breaks – far more interesting, right?
1. I’m 14. The boy I fancied tells me that he prefers my friend. His exact words were “It’s like choosing between chocolate and vanilla ice cream, they’re both good.” My thoughts at that moment: What the fuck? Am I the vanilla in this scenario? What the fuck?! I don’t think I’m really that interested anyway… Continue reading