I'm so far down, I can't take it anymore. I'm in love right now, and I'm too screwed up for it to be returned. Not that it could be, considering she's already attached and way too morally astute to consider cheating no matter what kind of charm i could put on around her.

I think if I didn't have these feelings, it might not even be as hard to live my life, to feel this terrible about everything. If I didn't have these feelings of love. That's what keeps me vulnerable. I could suffer if I was just suffering, but I'm suffering and then suffering more because the original cause of the pain feeds the new one.

My eyes are too dry to cry anymore. And I can';t decide whether it hurts more to think or to just repress everything.