Here is a brief overview:
- The boy doesn't believe in the idea of "love"
- The problems he has in his life are probably 10 times worse than mine
- He is a weird recluse who won't talk to me
- He has so many problems they're affecting me too! (but if I tell him I am selfish)
- After 8 months I haven't met his family (it took him 6 to tell his mum after my constant moaning)
- I can't ever meet his family!?!
- We argue all the time :(
- I feel like such a bitch
- I can't talk to him about stuff I feel like I weigh him down because he has so many problems himself.
I am back to the ol' starving and crying all day antics.
I want to die, slowly and painfully.