Love is Pain

Actually, right now I'm thinking love is a crock. Why does it suck so much?

Why am I consistently attracted to guys who are completely disinterested?

Why do I feel the need to have my heart ripped out and dragged across the floor?

This shouldn't be so hard.

I'm trying really hard not to get depressed, but it's hard since I've been fighting it for a while. I didn't want to admit it, but maybe I really do need some help.