Half an Hour.

That's how long it took for me to start crying again.
Again i've fallen into that trap. Which one?
The one where I think someone likes me but instead realizes that that's not true.
Not anymore anyway.
I was in a good mood today. One, my friends have really been understanding. I haven't been at my best the past couple of days. Its just that so much is going on right now. And much more than just school work or family issues.
And i would love to thank everyone who had to keep up with me.
But my good mood changed almost immediately, when I read something.
Wish I hadn't but i did. Confirms my whole recuperate theory.
This has happened to me the third time and you'd think i would have learned from the first two times. But no, I'm a sucker for love and that's why I'm so hopeless.
Same scenario.
Guy likes girl. Girl likes guy. But then Girl Number Two comes into the picture and Guy's attention is shifted from Girl Number One to Number Two.
Girl Number One left broken hearted.
Here's one thing I can safely say. I possibly will never really understand love for a long time. And I'll continue having half an hour crying sessions in my bedroom.
What I don't get is how people are able to break someone's heart and feel nothing about it.
And that was the last strike for relationships or love.
I give up. Because I always end up being the one on the receiving end of a broken heart.
Now I feel nothing.
I'm just so fed up with always taking the pain and smiling afterwards just so I try to convince everyone that I'm okay.
I wish people would stop hurting me.
I wish my Dad didn't die. Because ever since everything's gone down hill.
If only I had a time machine.......