mixed messages

there once was a girl. pretty ordinary i'd say. whilst growing up she had been experimental. she was experimental but not to the point where it was like "oh my god! off the rails!!!" experimental or anything like that. in the past she had walked a selection of "dark paths" and sacrificed a motherload (friends, family, money ect ect) for stupid things and stupid people. so this girl was confused right? - confused about who to trust/love and to be honest she became a bit of a cowardly character. one night when things went haywire a nice boy (his token piece of clothing was a heanie (and yes i am referring to the disgusting head attire of a hat-beanie), but i'll let that slide...) decided to play prince charming and tell her that she was a "nice girl that deserved to be treated right". at this point she was like whaaaaaaaaat? because this boy had previously been the enemy in the story. she thought this was just an act which would later follow with the boy doing some sort of backstabbing. but like that wasnt the point at this point in time cuz she had a brilliant plan. she decided that she would never be hurt again. in doing this she built a wall (forgot to mention she was a bricky too): some boundaries to stop herself from getting her hopes up. long story short feelings for the boy were blossoming and this whole boundary thing was going on and she was being a bit of a bitch to that boy even though she really did like him. in primary school there was that thing where if a boy is mean to a girl then that means he likes her - it was kinda like that in this case, but the other way round kinda, eh whatever. she later found out that the whole time he had genuinely liked her with no backstabbing attached. "liked" being past tense if you didnt pick that up. in conclusion the story ends with the girl still getting hurt, she was just too paranoid/scared and the girl ended up losing her chance and shooting herself in the foot. the end.
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pickle.