I've been a bad, bad girl.
But I'm sure I'll have to pay for it later one way or another.
On another, yet related, note...
My new motto from here on out: "Any boy who makes you cry at least once a week is probably bad news, and there's no way anything will ever work out friendship or otherwise, so you should just cut your losses and get out as soon as possible."
And it seems to have only taken me a year to figure this out. No one ever accused me of being bright.
It does suck because I just plain enjoy his company so fucking much, but I know myself, and it's time that I put myself first.
So there ya go. I'm about to attempt to cut someone out of my life whom I love a whole lot. But I love myself more.