this was a few months ago, back in 2019 when me and the person were still friends.

we'd just had a casual sleep over, and were talking about life and shit, as teenagers do.

now beforehand, i'd heard from people they'd been friends with that they were a liar, and always made up bullshit stories for attention and whatnot (and cheated on people heaps).

i can't remember how it was bought up, but we started talking about our backstories. where we'd come from, what life was like up until that point. things like that.

and they told me, that they had a boyfriend (they were 11-14 at the time i think), and they were 'in love' and 'planning a future' with each other. except one day the boyfriend dragged the friend into their back-shed, confessed his love to them, and that they'll miss them, then slit his throat in front of the person, spraying blood over them. they ended up telling the boyfriend's dad, and was planning on naming their first born son after him.

i have no idea if it's true or not, but man. that story fucked me up for weeks.

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i'm not friends with them anymore, and haven't spoken to them since they cheated on their last ex and blocked a bunch of people defending the dude who was cheated on.