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Four years ago I met a girl at my cousin's party. We became very close due to having the same music taste, but we lived in different towns so we didn't see each other that much. Time passed and we kinda forgot about one another, until we both started listening to the same band, a year ago. I thought she was the only one who understood me because I didn't know anyone else who liked that band. I was very wrong, but I didn't know that. I eventually started liking her, and I depended on her so much, so I told her, I never really worried about what people would think. She said she liked me too and after a month we started dating, but things got weird. She started kinda copying me to the point where we had the same hairstyle and wore the same clothes, and I started not liking her that much. So after three months of being in a relationship I decided to break up with her. I still was totally convinced that I was a lesbian, and I was wrong about that too. Last week I met a boy in a Rock Campus and he's ridiculously perfect. At first I thought it was just a stupid crush but it's not. And then he told me he lived kinda far away from where I live, and he left two days ago. We talk literally every day and he's the sweetest thing I s2g. He told me he liked me and he said he wished he could ask me out, but he's scared that it won't work. I really, extremely like him, and I'm gonna visit him on January and I miss him so much. What I'm trying to say is that you shouldn't pressure yourself into finding a label that fits you because, in the end, you love who you love and it won't matter at all as long as you're happy.