Ivana et Tammy. Ze Amor.

I met her on the internet. Yeah, that sounds like a lovely start, doesn’t it? Well … I met her on the internet. I was following a page, stalking it more exactly, and then someone decided to start a roleplay about the fandom. I joined that page, simply to sign up for the roleplay. I did, and I started to roleplay. My character, Berdine, was a miserable drunk with no goal in life. Ivana’s character showed up and all of a sudden the mess that was Berdine had a goal. Ivana and I started to talk more outside of our characters, to make up secret plots and stuff like that. We went a bit more personal, and we started to talk even more. Ivana was my braintwin, the one who I could always talk to who would always understand me.

This was in the beginning of my tenth year in school. I got a boyfriend out of nowhere, but something was wrong. So, I broke up with him after a couple of weeks. Ivana had by then already stated that she didn’t want a relationship; even if she had said she was bisexual. We kept on talking, and by mid-September I realized that I wanted her as more than a friend. I never told her, even if we both did sexting and writing hearts to each other daily. In December, we had talked about it. She became my semi-official girlfriend the 21th of December. I was overjoyed.

Life went on, we had each other and we were in love. In august, exactly one year after we learned to know each other, she came to visit me. We had the two best weeks in my life, and she has told me she misses them, even if she doesn’t want me anymore.

It was after that the troubles started. In September, she met a girl who had known her about the same time as I had. This girl was hitting on her. I thought that since I was so far away from Ivana, it wasn’t more than right that she had someone. They became lovers. I and Ivana started to fight, usually about this other girl, we can call her Synera. We fought, and in december I told Ivana to choose. She said she couldn’t. About a week later, we had fought all that time, she told me it was over. I wept for two full days. When Christmas was over, I asked her to take me back. She did so, hesitantly, but told me we was not as we had been. In February we broke up again, this time for real.

I asked that we remained friends, which she agreed to. She told me she had married Synera, and I was devastated. I broke contact with her after flaming her completely. Now I don’t know what to do. We have talked a little, but nothing serious. Only that we miss each other and we want each other. I don’t know what to do.

Over and out. Tammy.