shit latley. shit shit shit, i hate shit. i hate shit from the boy i care most about, i hate how he doesnt care about me. i hate how he never says it will be the same again but then he never tries to make it be. i hate that i love him and i hate that he doesnt show he loves me, he tells me sometimes, but thats not all i need. i need someone to hold my hand, to tell me things, to be able to make notice of me all the time even if his friends are there, im not asking for him to make out with me and be all over me all the time but some recognition would be nice. figuring all he wants now is friends on the outside but then sex all the rest of the time, well this is where im putting my foot down.