someone told me i should take caution when it comes to love.
I really, really hate it when I start to like a guy.
I become this digusting, sick emo girl who thinks about this one boy all the freaking time. Then I turn into a somewhat creepy stalker when I get onto facebook because I feel the need to go to his profile just to catch a glimpse of his picture, only because I haven’t seen him in over a month. I hate this stupid obsession. I hate it when he pops into my head when a love/sad song comes on the radio. I hate that I just want to spend my whole day lying in bed thinking about the two of us. I hate wasting my day, wondering if he ever thinks about me the way I think about him. I hate that everything reminds me of him. I hate being under his spell.
