What happened to the best years of my life?
so there's this girl i like and i thought she liked me. So i asked her to go out, and she said she's not ready. Well not 5 minutes ago, I see her kissing some guy. ****, i hate my ****ing life.
Now my hand hurts from punching things, my leg throbs since i hurt it, i have nothing to take my mind off of it, i'm just listening to Elliott Smith and trying to restrain myself from going to her dorm and yelling at her.