I hate being in love.
It sucks.
First of all, he doesn’t feel the same way about me, so why do I feel so strongly about him? Oh yeah, because he’s freakin perfect for me, that’s why! I mean, I get to see him and mess around and everything, so I should be happy, right?
Except for he’s not a citizen, and this wonderful wonderful country may just reject his visa application. Yay, he’ll be back in Japan, and I’ll be here, without him.
FML
(gotta bitch to Tumblr sometimes…)