Back to Square One

Hello, my name is Dante Alighieri Stone DuVall, and I'm sixteen years old.
I love cats, lighters, Gatorade, bearded guys, and Kaya Scodelario (amongst many other things).
I hate bullies, misogynists, gnats, bad grammar, and dogs that bark really loudly.
I take 300 mg of Wellbutrin every morning, and soon, I will also be taking 25 mg of Seroquel every night.
The first person I came out to was a girl who wanted to have sex with me.
I currently have two journals, a personal blog, and a diary app on my phone. I lie a little on all of them.
The music I listen to tends to sound either really depressing, really angry, really sinister, or really relaxing.

It's only going to make it worse.

He has had the same problems as me, he has a lot in common with me, he is nicer to me than just about everyone around me. Since we've had the same struggles, we can sympathize with each other. The problem is that he's too nice. I'm going to get attached, I just know it, I probably already am. I know that he cares now, and that's not a good thing. If he cares, then I'm going to care. I don't want to open up to anyone anymore, it's going to end up fucking me over.

But, it's too late. I'm attached now, and it's only going to lead to me getting fucked over. Why bother? Why bother caring about people? It will always lead to getting hurt, no exceptions.

That is fucking it.

Don't read this unless you actually give a shit about how I feel. Otherwise, just go the hell away.

Teenage Relationships SUCK! (Bitching and ranting part two)

Okay, so I've finally realized that "love" should be left to grownups. Us little ones just don't have the patience/maturity/sanity to try to search for a 'significant other', nonetheless finding them and staying with them for more than a few weeks (months if we're really meant to be with that person). On that note, how in the hell can we fit in the TIME to talk/hang out with that person while we're busy texting, doing homework, arguing with our parents, and trying to get rid of those gnarly zits on our foreheads? Yes, unfortunately, it is THAT difficult.

I have been in three SERIOUS relationships the past two years, and each of them ended because we either didn't have the time to talk to each other a lot, or because we realized it was a teenage relationship instead of an actual connection. Now, on the other hand, I was in a great relationship several years ago that went on for three years, and we had to break up because she moved to another state. Even though that was a REALLY good relationship, and we did indeed care for each other, does that mean she was THE ONE?

...am I seriously making a blog right now? (Bitching and ranting part one)

LOL, I think I've figured out how to make a blog! Okay, so right now I'm lying on my couch, watching The Office, and I'm fucking thirsty right now. My cat is lying on the table sleeping, and the remote control is under her so every time I try to reach down there to retrieve the remote, she hisses at me! My mom is at work, so she can't pick up the phone if I try to call her. I wish I had a Gatorade! :(