You know I’m really considering telling you everything. Seriously. I really would just love to tell you how I feel. How I dream of our life together at night. How happy I get when I see you smile. How much I enjoy hanging out with you. I really wish I could tell you. Tell you how you’ve hurt me. How it drives me crazy when you hang out with spineless sacks of super ego that love to invite as many people as possible to their pity parties, that only bring out your negative qualities (yes you have negative qualities. You’re no Edward Cullen.) How fustrating it is to be around you. Its a very tempting option. Just tell you and get things over with. No more wondering, no more worrying, no more stress. Just tell you and see what happens. Tell you and hope for the best.