I'm a teenager, and my boyfriend and I have been dating almost 3 1/2 years (3 1/2 December 5'th) and I love him dearly. I used to just live down the street from him, but this past summer I moved. Now it takes an hour and a half to get to his house, rather than a minute and a half. I don't get to see him much, but when I go to his house, he always uses some of that precious time (often the last 20min I'm there..), on the computer doing things that REALLY could wait until after I leave, like checking his face-book... It bothers me alot, becuase I've asked him not to, and he doesn't seem to understand. The other day, we were in his bedroom, laying on his bed after, I'll admit, a very intamet moment, and he pulled out his laptop! It bothered me alot.. and he only appologised after I got really upset, and mistook another appology he was making (over something really simple, that doesn't matter much), for one about the subject that was really bothering me.

I hate my family. My mom, dad, and little brother all suck. I wished they loved me more, I always feel like I love them more than they love. When I turn 18 I plan to move somewhere where they can't find me and start a new life, never turning back. I constantly feel ignored and unwanted because of them.

It's been a year since my dad told me he loved (not like I believed him) but now I don't even know where he is. I don't remember the last time my mom and little brother told me they loved me.

But the worst part of it all is that I can't tell anyone how I feel and have to keep it all in.

Sometimes I wonder if I make things difficult for myself on purpose.