You know that feeling you get when you dream about someone. The someone who happened to take your heart without you knowing. Protecting it, making it feel special, and making sure to have it with them all the time. Until that day when everything gets fucked up. The day they take your heart out of the special box that he made just for your heart. Taking it out of its protected shell just to step on it and then chop it up. Then just for kicks and giggles then stick it in the damn blender too. If you haven't gone through this then what you should do is never look at a boy again never let him take your heart, you won't be the same after it happened. Keep your heart locked up with the key. Nothing is worse than an eighteen year old heart break that will never be able to be fixed. Hello my name is Emily Baxter. Two years ago a dumb ass bitch face, aka Sidney Crosby, fucked with my heart and turned my life into living shit. Even though two years have pasted and my hate for him still grows, I just still can't seem to get him of my mind.

Notes

I have this posted in Mibba not totally finished.....sorry for any mistakes.