Darling, do not kiss a boy who has sweet lips but a devil’s tongue, who tells you how good your body looks in a little black dress but who laughs scornfully at your dreams.

Do not trust a boy who looks you straight in the eyes and tells you he wants to fuck you, but the words “I love you” won’t escape his lips until they taste like whiskey and the curtains are drawn.

Do not fall in love with a boy who refuses to hold your hand in busy streets but has no problem undressing you and telling you he wants you because you know, you just know, that he doesn’t want you for the way your eyes light up at the mention of books or how much you love the golden, pinkish hues that come along with a sunset.

Trust me, he’ll break your heart, just like another boy broke mine.