ok, i'm officialy sick of it. my life just makes me want to bend over and throw up. I walk down the road and feel like stopping and puking my heart out on the ground. My heart feels like i've already puked it out, and it's staring at me limply beating fainter and fainter in a pool of green vomit. aaarrgh. I want to scream at the hypocrisy of it all, at the futility of love, real or imagined, requited or unacknowledged. I just can't take it anymore. 
Love sucks sometimes.