Mood:  down
I decided that caring too much just hurts me in the long run.

I cared for Stevo more than anything else, including myself. I would do anything for him, I gave him whatever I could. He took it for granted. So, I break up with him. Now he doesn't care about me, and it hurts.

I'm friends with Chris. He's nice to me. I get attached, and start to really care about him. We made plans to hang out, and he is still sleeping. I call him 15 times, and he tells me to back off, and it hurts.

I always cared so much about school. I used to get straight A's, to make sure I got into a good college. Now that I'm in college, I have trouble keeping up with the work. I skip classes and assignments, but still care immensely about my grades and what my teachers think about me. I can't succeed, and it hurts.

Chris's friend Billy likes me. I don't want to hurt him, and I take great care not to. But I was too nice, and he thinks I like him as more than a friend. So, he is all upset and feels rejected. I never meant to hurt anybody, and it hurts me that I did.

In conclusion, I should be careful not to care too much. Therefore, I should not worry about what grades I get, never fall in love, and avoid all contacts with men.

And that's supposed to make my life better? This sucks.

You suck.
Yep, I mean you.

I hate you because you have a significant other.
I hate you because you have friends to hang out with on the weekend.
I hate you because it all comes so easily to you.
I hate you because you hurt me.
I hate you because I hurt you.
I hate you because you're selfish and I just want to talk.
I hate you because I miss you.
I hate you because you drink too much.
I hate you because I have to cover up your lies.
I hate you because you're supposed to care about me, but don't.
I hate you because you care about me too much, stop it.
I hate you because you're too much like me.
I hate you because you left me hanging.
I hate you because you used me.
I hate you because I love you.