I've said it before
I know I have said it before, and this time I really mean it... I think I'm going crazy... It's like my life revolves around messages that will never come. Everyday I get online to see if he wrote. And there is nothing ever anymore... But still I can't stop because what if he does want to talk to me... I have a boyfriend... I shouldn't be worried about hearing from him, but I am it's the one thing I think about all the time... I want to know what he thinks about stuff, and I would like his help with something... But he doesn't want to help me because I'm shit to him... If I could think of something worse then shit I would have put it. I think he wants me to die.