Ashley P.

My name is Ashley and here is my worst Valentine's Day story. When I was about 15 years old, I had a boyfriend that I was crazy about. I bought him a picture frame for Valentine's Day, with a collage of pictures of us from various occasions. Well, the day before Valentine's Day, he broke up with me! I was so heartbroken that I forgot about his gift, which was next to my bed at home. Throughout the day at school, I got over it and decided he was a jerk that wasn't worth my time. When I got home, I felt a million times better about the break up- until I got to my room and saw all the pictures and was devastated all over again! Haha. Looking back now, it’s kind of funny.