1.03.2003

I learned earlier that he is going to the mall with little miss Merideth. What am I supposed to do? I can't stand back and watch!

I love him! I don't care who knows! I'm so sick of hiding it! I wish that I could run up to him like I used to! I wish that I could be hiding my tears, but he could see through me and hug me. Only then the tears would flow. I wish he'd love me! I want to be happy again! I'm so fucking tired of hating my life! I can't believe how I resort to slicing open my wrists because I love him.

I love him... and I know he'll never love me back.

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