I swear to god, there�s nothing I hate more than boyfriends. They are no good. They just take up your time, and cost your parents a lot when you run up the phone bill. There has not been one time when a relationship with a boy has not turned out lousy. Yeah, so it is all exciting to have the crush. Then you find out he likes you back. Then you go out. A week later, its like "Okay, this is boring, what did I get myself into?" Or "Wow, I really like this guy!" And if you like the guy, it just drags the goddamn process out longer. So you get all into the god dam relationship, and you meet the parents. Then you get the goddamn family up your ass about him. People in school just want to know everything that�s not there business. Your friends get their heads in a tizzy and want to know why your such a lousy goddamn friend, and why you never hang out anymore. Then time goes on, eventually you�ll get to know the damn guy so well, that you realize that he�s not all he was cracked up to be. Yeah, he no freaking prince. In fact, he is just another bastard. So now what, your all into this lousy relationship, that you thought was a good thing. So what the hellya suppose to to do now? Dump the poor guy? Or keep going with him, and expect that there is nobody else there that would want to go out with you anyway. Either way, I�ll tell you, it�s a goddamn mess. Well, the bastard sonuvabitch I was dating, couldn�t seem to pick up the hints I was dropping. So I just flat out told him that was really bugging me. I guess I couldn�t expect him to take it well. But jeez, I probably would have had less problems on my hands if I just kept going out with him. Boy did he screw things up. I couldn�t even feel the way I feel without him making me feel guilty, that bastard. Finally, it was totally over, and we don�t talk anymore. But jeez, one thing I learned was that relationships just aren�t worth it. You just end up hurting the other person, or getting hurt yourself. So I figure who needs them. I would rather be happy with my god dam lousy self than have to deal with some insecure moron that needs to hear that you like them every hour on the hour. I swear some people are so insecure. I bet half of our whole eleven month relationship, that I spent half the time, reminding him that I liked him too. That�s one thing I can�t stand, when the guy is a bigger baby than you were in pre school.