Blowing Up A Heart

This bloody thing called love. One stupid little irresponsible and lazy sixteen year old boy can't get this atrocious, hateful and unworthy love thing out of his tiny pea sized brain. He goes through day like an automatic train that goes in two stupid directions. One sends it careening full blast straight to an abysmal end day after day just to go back to where it started. His love for her is sorta like that, except it runs off track and it careens into a tree every time. The only time he ever felt true love, it inevitably would end up being nothing more than some stupid close friendship. His lays down and night and you know what he does? Yeah, he lets out so fresh souled tears from his eyes. He weeps like some pansy, and not the flower. He doesn't get rejuvenated by some cool thing in life because at the end he comes home to realize she doesn't love him back and probably never will. Then when he gets so beyond pissed and upset he writes some stupid blog post about some stupid non sense that doesn't even make sense and his friends leave comments like "awesome job" or "really cool" to humor him when on the inside their probably laughing at his pathetic and faggot life.