Reading POWF's journal

I don't think I love you anymore. I don't think I ever have. I think the only thing I have ever felt was attachement. I don't even know what love feels like. People say its like your floating, like nothing else in the world matters.

I want a boyfriend who will come to my house and talk to my parents. Three and a half years and I can count the number of times you've been over on one hand! This may sound kind of superficial to you, but I want a Valentines Day present! Or just a hug for Christ's sake. Anything to show a little emotion. I want a boyfriend who isn't afraid to take me out and meet his friends. I want you to say I Love You, and not just everytime you momentarily dump me.

I want you to know me. You know nothing about me. All you know is yourself, and thats all you care to know. You never ask me how my day went, and if I go ahead and tell you you don't even listen. You never ask me what I love, what I hate, whats my favirot fucking color. I wan't us to be best friends. I want to talk to about anything to you.

God, how I wish I could be happy alone. I am terrified of being alone. I belive that is the only reason I stay here. Love me. Leave me. DO SOMETHING.

All I have are my unorganized feelings. I contradict myself constanly and most of the time make no sense. I feel one thing one second, another think another second. What am I doing here?

We should of brought a bag of rocks....

You can maybe get away with forgetting your lady's birthday.You had better not miss an anniversary.But God have mercy on the fool who doesn't pay homage on the day of Valentines.