Like A F*cking Yo-Yo.

Fml. I get all excited when he finally texts me. I can't believe he has so much control over my freaking emotions. Why do I keep allowing myself to be controlled any manipulated like this" I just feel so deeply for him and he feels nothing for me. And when I try to shake it off and forget about it, something causes me to fall right back into that stupid spiral. He's literally a drug. When I get a dose I'm the happiest person. I glow brighter than the stars. Then, when he starts to take a long time to answer my text or, worse, mentions her I go through withdrawal. I'm angry, dissapointed, depressed. Its like having bipolar disorder. Periods of blissful mania followed by seemingly longer periods of crippling depression. I have such a headache. It's so frustrating. I can't get away. Why is he doing this? Why does he tell me he loves me and tells me I'm so awesome and that he misses me BLAH BLAH BLAAAH!!! Then, all of a sudden, it's like I don't exist and my texts just disappear into the freaking air. God, why is this so hard?! Why?! Why?! WHY??!!! I give up. I'm just gonna turn into Jell-O and give up.