Great, Another Teen In Love...

Its always great when you tell the guy you love that you do, and he takes you in his arms and...

Ha. You didn't think I was serious, did you? Life is never like that. No, in real life, you tell a boy you love him, and he ignores you to the point that you have anorexia-like symptoms and just want to vomit and punch children in the throat at the same time. Oh, and when you ask him if you made him uncomfortable? He says no and then that he doesn't know. Well, here's my response: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GDZMfKHVhoQ

Oh, Yeah, I Need Ideas for...

I dont know. I just need something non-depressing on here.

on the unfortunate, I have nothing in my life that is happy-making other than white collar. Not even God it seems. Not saying its right or that I like it, it is simply a fact.

Tell me something good...

an experience

a person

a pick-up line

a photo

something.

Save me, please. Non-dramatic: I just need something that makes it worth getting up in le morning.

Well, It's Official.

...And I hate it. Henceforth, he shall be known as My Love. My Love remains anonymous. He has been My Love for years. Maybe not technically, but it has been true. My Love is by everyone's standards, a nice person... especially with girls. Before you think ill of My Love, just know that we are neither formally nor informally attached. The most that has technically occurred was a mutual agreement of like a couple of years ago. In my inmost being, I want that to be real. I want for his relationships with other girls not to matter. I want to be his one and only. Call me old-fashioned and girly, but I do dream of the faerie tale ending.
The Really Sucky Bit: I think My Love is ashamed to be seen talking to me. And I'm too shy to talk to him. Awesome.

Comments? Questions? Concerns? Leave 'em bellow. I gave up on speeling today.