Hello, I would like to be writing how good my life has been. It has been ok... and considerably better than I used to think of it. sigh. I wish it made sense. I'm really upset, someone sent me a message on myspace. "Hey, wanna get married?" ok...i laughed it off. And then he started saying he wanted to marry me and have kids, and be in love. That he had never been in love, that he had always been quiet and shy. I had just come home from a trip to texas and was kind of off a bit, so I just thought I would give him a chance and I wanted to be a friend with him. Then I sent him a message, he never replied, and also I might add that he had bad energy, I was clutching my chest because the pain I was feeling was so intense. It was like he was trying to take me over and I wonder if some part of him was. Now the pain is gone, but he won't talk to me. What the heck, why was he messing with my head like that...Im so sick of people. Maybe it's my fault for getting creeped out. But obviously love means nothing to men!!! I mean why would someone drunkenly tell me they liked me if they didn't mean it....you know why? Because they are selfish. So now I have been trying to fight the depression, but now my head tells me im in love. But I have been so emotionally weak, I just can't handle any more of these twisted emotions but I am ok and all, it's just so much to think about. It's ok to be confused sometimes I guess. So now things are worse, because I feel better but he's just ignoring me. I feel suicidal...too.