I feel like crying.
Life, Love, doesn't work out all the time.

Expecially not when your a teenager. I hate to complain, But I'm tired of loving someone who will never love me back. I want to cry. I'd give them my heart, my anything, just for them to tell me they like them. But she's not like that. She'd admit to being a closet homophobe before she'd say she loved me in that way. I mean, she loves me as a friend. I love her as... Well, as much as a person can for someone they...