I am just so done. With everything. I’m in such a horrible mood. You are the most confusing guy I have ever fucking met. I admitted last night to someone how much I still care about you and how much I know I don’t have a chance. Being in this position really sucks and I wish you knew how I felt. Like I really wish you knew. I think by the end of this week I am going to send you the link to this. So you can read everything I’ve written. So you know how upset I am. I happen to be very good at hiding my emotions so I may seem all happy in person, but no. I’m not. And I haven’t been in an extremely long time. Constantly thinking about you doesn’t help me at all. Nothing ever goes right for me. Everything is so pointless. I just don’t even know what to do with myself anymore.
