"A thanks to all my tears Who were always there in my darkest times when I was alone." This book is not about my pathetic pitied self. Perhaps that's all they'll ever see me as, perhaps they'll always assume that I was the victim. Perhaps this will be one of the most twisted tales to have ever been written. Perhaps you'll judge me. But maybe, that devil deep inside your soul would wake up, and all those dirty little crimes that you hide behind your innocent smile will get ignited. No one's ever truly nice, no one's ever truly innocent. For how much longer can we keep up this pretense? But it's okay. We have our reasons. We are not the bad guys. And if we are manipulative liars why did they change our relationship into a game of chess? Now close your eyes and breath through this corrupted story of the four boys I have been in love with, and my love for heartbreak, because of how it reminded me that there was no one I could ever trust.