i have the best friends in the world.
but when they try to make me better, i push them as far away as i can because i get off on being down. apparently.
if you're reading this, and you know who you are, please never give up on me.
i'm disgustingly difficult and stubborn, and i'm crying as i type this thinking of all the wasted effort you've put into helping me, but i promise i'll let you in.
as for you, the person these last few entries have been about, i'm not sure what to say..think..do.
i think we've come to the end, before we really ever began.
and the part that makes me the most sad is i thought it would be so different with you.
i had the highest hopes for us.
and maybe that's what the problem was.
unrealistic expectations.
from now on, expect nothing out of anyone..they'll only disappoint.
high hopes lead to heartbreak.
"you may feel alone when you're falling asleep,
and every time tears roll down your cheeks.
but i know your heart belongs to someone you've yet to meet,
someday you will be loved."