Break Faces not Hearts

IF
I told you " I Love You.", would you say it back?

I
Love
You 

Today is full of suck.
I just hate it and everyone.
So sick and tired of useless people.

Just tired of it all.

How hard is it for people to just do their motherfucking jobs and not make their lame ass problems MY problems?
 

Do you like me? Cause I like you SO much!

but having this song stuck in my head is making it a tad better.

Just A Perfect Day,
Drink Sangria In The Park,
And Then Later, When It Gets Dark, 
We Go Home.
Just A Perfect Day,
Feed Animals In The Zoo
Then Later, A Movie, Too,
And Then Home.

Oh It's Such A Perfect Day, 
I'm Glad I Spent It With You.
Oh Such A Perfect Day,
You Just Keep Me Hanging On,
You Just Keep Me Hanging On.

Just A Perfect Day,
Problems All Left Alone,
Weekenders On Our Own.
It's Such Fun.
Just A Perfect Day,
You Made Me Forget Myself.
I Thought I Was Someone Else,
Someone Good.

Oh It's Such A Perfect Day, 
I'm Glad I Spent It With You.
Oh Such A Perfect Day,
You Just Keep Me Hanging On,
You Just Keep Me Hanging On.

You're Going To Reap Just What You Sow,
You're Going To Reap Just What You Sow,
You're Going To Reap Just What You Sow,
You're Going To Reap Just What You Sow... 

Facebook is evil. I like it and hate it. I'm obsessed with it and wish it would just die a Friendster/Myspace kind of death.

When I find someone I've lost touch with  years ago, it's great.
When someone from HS finds me, I'm apprehensive.

However, I keep coming across the same message. "Hey you. So glad to find you.  I have such GOOD memories of you."
GOOD memories? I raise an eyebrow at this cause when I look back at my time with them, I remember being depressed and angry and semi-hating them.
I want to ask, remind me of the good memories. I want to ask, how do you remember me?  

But I'm afraid. It makes me sound conceited. It makes me sound like a tool.

But the truth is I don't remember and I want to know. Maybe I was better at faking it than I thought. Maybe I was happy.  It depresses me that I can't remember.