I don't know anything...

I was never a teenager. I never had a boy break up with me. I never cried myself to sleep over a romance gone wrong.

That's what she thinks. Funny thing about all that though, I can't seem to find the right words to say to let her know that it will be better.

Instead, last night, we sat in the chair in the living room and she cried on me. She told me that a friend of hers offered to go beat him up. I told her that was probably not a good idea. Besides, I get to do that.

Today is another day, and she has to keep going to school and to work, and he'll be in both those places. I told her she can't stop doing what she needs to do or wants to do just because her heart is breaking. He doesn't deserve to see her upset since he broke up in a text message! Jerk.

I did tell her to look on the bright side, now when she goes away to college, she won't have to feel bad about dating the guys there. ;)

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Off topic-Traci, wristwarmers are like gloves with out any fingers... I posted the one I have finished on flickr.