i hate love and like and crushes and all that stuff. for that short period of time ur head is all up in the clouds, your life is happy as can be, and your face is all cheery and perky all the time. then reality or fate hits you in the stomach and drives a stake through your heart. thats how my stories go all the time. i wonder if love just hates me or thats for everyone. some other people just have all the luck or the looks. no matter how hard i try or no matter what i do or dont nothing works out. i like a guy he likes another. a guy likes me i probably will never know or will never say yes. when i think i love a guy he instantly finds anoth