So, here it is. Everything in my mind.

Hey, I like you. Is that post about me? 'I want you to be happy' 'I love you guys so much' 'You deserve to be happy.' But it can't be about me. Because it just can't be. Because it's about the other guy. Vanilla bear. You think I'm depressed. He doesn't get it. I need to clarify it with him. I was going to ask you. But, it's not worth it. I want to be more. I don't want to be another one of your friends. I want to be one of those people that you love, that you cherish. That you really care for me. 'You deserve to be happy.' 'My mom walked out on us. I was crying, and no one was saying anything. How could they let her go like that?' Pathetic. Pathetic. She was being sincere. Maybe I do feel loved. 'You deserve to be happy.' 'You deserve to be happy.' I like you. Wanna be my girlfriend? But no, how could you? Do I annoy you? Why don't you talk to me about your problems? Strangest urge to tell you that I love you. I liked talking to you. I can't lose all of those messages. One of my friends thinks I'm depressed. I never told him the worst part. I can only imagine. I just want to be special. That you talk to me a lot. "I want to be the only one left when your day is done." Do I deserve to talk to you? Would I deserve to be with you? I want to tell you. But I don't. What would you say? I don't know. I like you a lot. Should I tell you? Is it about me? I don't know. My heart is breaking. My heart is breaking. I want to tell you that I like you. But I don't know if I can.