Waiting in Times square (by sxhuang)

(Source: furples)

Don’t you just hate how all the people you like or want to be with likes someone else or wants to be with someone else? You do many things to get them: You comfort them. You care for them. You help them. You listen to them. You understand them. You make them laugh. You make them smile. You try to be fun with them.   You create memories with them. You try to do whatever it takes to see them. You tell them that you like them. Yet in the end,  there doesn’t seem to be a single glimmer of hope in being with them. Don’t you just…hate it?