I hate it.
Tom and I just watched A Walk to Remember, one of those piece of shit teenage romance movies. The kind of crap designed to make 15 year old girls cry through the whole thing. I hate these movies. I hate that I don't hate them. I hate that I love them. I hate the way they make me feel. I hate the way they make me cry. I hate that shit this bad can make me cry. I hate that I can't stop crying. I hate that I can't stop watching them. I hate watching people in Love, when I'm not. I hate watching people that are happy, when I'm not. I hate watching people that are sad, when I am too. I hate that I will never be happy. I hate that I can't make anyone happy. I hate that I'll probably never even get the chance to try ever again. I hate that she will probably never know how I feel. I hate that movies get my hopes up. I hate that I believe anything that happens in movies could ever be real. I hate that I can get this worked up over a fucking movie. I hate that I still can't stop crying. I hate that I cry. I hate my life. I hate that I hate my life. I hate that I hate everything. I hate everything.