Is it not weird that everything we ever see has already happened and nothing is ever truly live?
It's been a while and I still like him. He rejected me, but I want it to be how we use to be. We were cool friends, but ever since I confessed to him things have change. He barely talks to me now. He doesn't know how much it hurts to me. He told me that nothing was going change, but it seems like it has. What should I do?