My first girlfriend was kind of a funny thing. This was at the young age of 15. She was a total druggie, love ICP and any act related to it, and was probably one of the biggest whores in her school. She was also very desperate for a nice guy to date and I happened to never have dated anyone before. Her name was Angie Fuhri.

It was funny because I was totally like heads over heels for her. She was just this girl who wanted me and it was a first. So she would like something and I would give it to her. This made me lose anything that I bought at that period in time. It eventually became relevant to me that I could do better and that she wasn't really someone I could picture myself with in the future.

This other girl at my school started flirting with me and everything so I started dropping hints that we should break up. I told her best friend, who happened to be one our first date, and he passed on the word. She broke up with me. The last time I saw her was when I dump the girl I picked over her, I called her up and we hung out for a bit. Trying to see if the old "spark" was there, but really I was just desperate for some company. Never saw or heard from her again. Although last I knew she was dating some like 24 year old guy who was highly involved in trafficking drugs. Oh, the irony.

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