I don't know what to think of you anymore. I don't understand what you're trying to do. I've already learned my lesson and I won't forget it because I learned it the hard way. But still, I don't understand you at all. I can never hate you or dislike you, no matter what I say to people. As much as I'd like to, I can't- I don't. Does this mean its been bothering you? Why'd you decide to ask? So many thought running through my mind. How do I get into so much guy stuff when I'm avoiding it. There's you- the guy that hurt me, him- the guy I'm hurting, and him- the cute guy I barely know at all.
I hate being alone with my thoughts.
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