First love and first kiss, huh? How embarrassing!
I won't go into too many details on this one, because well, I'd rather not. His name was Matt, it was 8th grade graduation, and we kissed in front of our parents. How lame! I think it was supposed to be a joke. He was from Tampa, FL. I saw him a couple times after that weekend, but haven't heard from him since. No big loss, right?
First love... the first guy that I will always consider my first love was Brandon S. He was my high school boyfriend, and I went with him to his senior prom as a sophomore. The last I heard, he joined the Army and had gotten married, but I haven't heard from him in YEARS!
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