You have to go that far, as to comment and blog about my person feelings, which is my blog. Leave me alone. I'm sick of you, taking things to far and bugging the shit out of me. You don't fucking drive me all over the fucking place, if anything you want to go with me to that place or you heading in that direction, but don't worry I will never accept or ask for a ride from you. So basically everything of mine in your stupid fucking car you can throw away because I don't want it nor do I need it. I don't need to you make it through each day. I can move along with a little help from my friends, and you didn't act like a friend to me today so I'm fine. I will not be answering you texts, calls, chats, or any form of communication. It's too bad you don't know my home phone, hah! I still wouldn't talk to you. I will avoid you in school tomorrow, and the day after that, and the day after that, until I am comfortable speaking to you in a mature, adult like manner. Because I will go off, so far you have sent me four texts, one call, and a chat I have ignored all and wanted to punch you in the face each time. The funniest part is you don't even know what you did. I am being honest in the message, but you can't see it so I don't care. I still love you and won't stop but I can't stand you. You do everything to piss me off and I do everything to annoy you, so why do we continue? I don't know, I am never leaving you. I love you to much to say goodbye. So if you do ever see this, which you won't I want you to know in this situation I feel like I didn't do anything wrong and normally I wouldn't feel that way but I did nothing as to hurt you but you have hurt me. You embarrassed me, you were rude to me, you disrespected me, and you made me cry. I shouldn't ever have to cry over a boy but you made me cry.