Ouch.
I feel like quite the fucktard, considering that I've shamelessly thrown myself at someone for a long time, only to find out that he has a girlfriend... but worse yet, someone that I sort of loathe. And trying to convince myself that 'if that's who he wants to be with, fuck him' just isn't working. I was dumb enough to think that I actually had a chance. How wrong I was. I hate being heartbroken. It has to be one of the most miserable feelings in the world. No wonder they call them crushes. Ugh.