All I know is that whenever I think I'm in love, it may seem like the *most* important thing I've ever felt, to have ever materialized, to have ever existed, but I know for sure that it's not. Feelings cloak over me, and I'm dumbfounded, that's just how I feel. I've never been a *proper* relationship in my life ever, and I don't know what love is, but I do have a pretty good idea of what it isn't. Life would be so much easier, sometimes, I think.. Anywho, the only person whom I thought would support me through my trials and tribulations have forsaken me, and it's such an odd feeling. Sometimes I feel rather numb to the rejection, but sometimes I just reject it again, and it sort of nullifies whatever void and pain that came from it. I don't know. I never know. I just think isolation wouldn't do me any good nor would it do me any more harm. Life is cruel. Do I accept what is given? Or do I fight back and make things right? How do I befriend someone..again? I miss my best friend.