This morning was one of those shit mornings, I only slept for two hours and was on a cup of coffee. I was tired throughout the whole day and wanted to go home to sleep. When I got home I was able to sleep but I had a dream, and it was about the girl I liked. I was with her and both of us were happy, but then I woke up and I swear I was on the verge of tearing up. I was close to ending it just now, but couldn’t even do that. Ever since I began to have an interest in her I’ve become depressed as hell because I’ve had so many chances with her, but I was such a cold hearted asshole that I couldn’t even realize that she liked me. I haven’t spoken to her in about a year and a half and still haven’t till this day. I come across her everyday after school but no interaction. My life has been deteriorating ever since I’ve had this realization of her and can’t take it anymore.