I hate it. I love him, I think. Just, he makes me feel special, practice, he's probably done the same to other girls, its practice and I'm the test dummy. Why? Why me? I always fall for the ones who want to break my broken heart even more. Do I have "hurt me" tattooed on my forehead or something? I hate it. I usually say I don't hate anything or anyone, but this, I hate falling for him. I care so much about what he think's about me, so I just make him think I'm always happy, it kill's me, keeping a smile on my face, trying to look nice, but lets face it, reality sucks and I realize I will never be enough for him, to even practice on.