Haaayyy...

So here I go again, having girl problems. She's a 20-year-old girl who lives in Cerritos. She's pretty nice, but I get this vibe from her that she's like Abe and Bricia, in a way that she might be getting sick of my constant texting, and that she could be cold-hearted liar. I don't know; I haven't known her that well yet. But you know, like those two other girls, I don't really have to know her that well. I don't think she really gives a shit that I'm trying to court her. Her friend said she's just going with the flow. But it really doesn't look that way. She said I'm nice and pretty good-looking, but so what? I don't even think she cares whether I try to talk to her or not. Fuck, women are confused creatures. This fucking cycle is really getting on my nerve. Actually, life is getting on my nerve. Anybody know of a painless way to commit suicide? Please comment if you do. Fuck my life...