He;s not worth all this extra trouble. Maybe I was made to be alone.

I'm the type of guy who shows he cares. The only time I will ever stop showing it is when I don't care anymore, or when you tell me to stop. I will gladly bow out if you so wish, because...I'd rather your happiness than mine.

If there's one thing I hate, it's being ignored. How much effort does it take to just reply with an "OK, got your message! :)" ?
I miss my non-smart phone. It never told me if someone read my messages or not...
But then again, he's not obliged to reply anyway. He's not my boyfriend. And even if he was, I guess...no...no...I can't let this happen again...

Why is it that people feel the need to be in a relationship, or even desperately crave a significant other...but once they get one, they still act single? Flirting with others, being all touchy with them and giving them the wrong signals and whatnot.
I mean, come on! Seriously?
Respect yourself, and respect your partner. 

His thoughts: I want to get buff, but I have no motivation to do so. How did I do it before...Oh I remember, my ex broke up with me...and I just got super motivated. That's all I need! Just one problem...I don't have a current boyfriend...

Enter me. I was doomed from the start.

Overwhelmed by school, I feel like everything is spiraling uncontrollably out of my control. It's as if my grasp for reality is slowly dissipating, and my need for guidance is increasing exponentially. What to do...
Superman: a man I thought I could emulate, once upon a time. Until he was revealed to be nothing more than a sham of a man that I can be...
But just because this shell of a man exists only in my mind, doesn't mean I cannot transcede imagination and create within myself the characteristics that embody such a man. 
Nay, never shall I be so buff, dashing, or laden with supernatural prowess, at least objectively...but subjectively, at least, I could save a life...

If you saw me...or even just a picture of me...would you date me? 
Without knowing me, at all?
Without understanding the mechanics that make me the person I am..?
Have you ever thought of that?

Many times, I've fallen victim to a pretty face, openly proclaiming how much I wouldn't mind dating him. And yes, I do understand that looks do play an integral role in choosing our partners. But don't forget the substance that lies beyond. Don't get sucked into your vain self-perception, and be deluded by the belief that good looks get it all the attention...because you'd mostly get attention from those who don't deserve your time.

That random moment when you just want to cry...but you don't know why...

But I'm just lying to myself...

No matter how angry I get. No matter how sad you make me feel. No matter how anxious, depressed, and overall crazy you make me...Every day I make a conscious decision to keep liking you. I'm not giving up on this just because I feel like shit one day.