so he loves me too! yay! right? nope. and i love him and i can never have him but i still love him so im in a fit of a depression and now we're gonna sit together and work out our issues... so i dont end up as fucked up as him. my angel. angel.
i'm never gonna get over it. i wanna throw up. and i dont wanna move. ever.
i just wanna talk to the man i love whom i'll never have just wanna talk to him even though i'll never have him. as per usual. at least i wasn't reading the signs wrong. who fucking cares. it's worse this way. it really is.