Ugh, I hate my fucking life. I can't believe that at this point in life I can be so easily manipulated. I thought I was too disillusioned with relationships and friendship and life to let girls use me, but I guess I was wrong. I never really believed that liked me as anything more than a friend, or maybe I did and when I realized that she didn't it was too late to salvage anything else from the relationship. At that point she already saw that I would do anything for her just because I was already attached and desperate for attention, I think this has something to do with her falling from the pedistal. There is more here, but I don't have time to write it.