Sick and tired of this little thing called love!

Argh ... cant stand it, cant take it no more....

Its always makin things so hard for me, although they could be oh so easy. I hate love, even not knowing if I even know what love is. There are so many descriptions for the word. The easiest one being : You ll know it, when its there"
Have I never felt it then, because I ve never been sure. I mean, of course I think I ve felt it. And I think love is what it was, but sure, how can you be sure?

And then what is love givin you. Its somethin that ends. Or sometimes, something that unfortunately has to end.

and then the good part only lasts so long. Is it even worth the trouble, worth the pain, the tears, the uncertaintys, the suffering, the loss?
I m not so sure anymore.

Yesterday I felt good, I was happy, everything was fine. And today...girls are killin my heart once again. I feel sad, tired, left outside alone and I dont even know why. I hate this. I m good you know, but then I m not....

anyways... I should stop whining and complaining. Life is good, life is great, life is unbelievable...