I've cried almost every day since I was thirteen. I was infatuated with a boy in the 8th grade and I lied and told some of my friends we were dating secretly. Word got out, and I looked like a wierdo. He denied of course. I planned on riding that bitch until the wheels fell off. I guess they are starting to get wobbly. It kinda broke my pathetic heart. To this day I've never had a "real" boyfriend.