Okay, this is weird. Feels like i'm writing on a strangers page. I've got loads to do, but things are distracting me. : ( I really don't need this, cause again, this aint going to happen. Life is no fairytale. Been there, done that. So move on prev. Okay. The stress for spm, is freaking me out. It's not till next year, but gosh i'm scared to death! Back to life. This is, apparently, the only topic on my mind. I've really no time for drama. I mean, this year seemed liked a whole 360degree change. Which i really need. I mean, certain things i really needed to realise about life. Thank God. I really hope things are better next year. I can't handle another world war 3 in my life. Stress.
On the other hand, you. I don't know if it's for real, but it kills me. :( Its like, i want to talk to you, but i'm afraid of giving you the wrong impression of me. At the same time, i can't stand not thinking about you. But i stop my self from it. I had to let it go. I mean, what is the use of trying when it's just not meant to happen. You wouldnt care, trust me. So yeah, im dropping it.
fuck it really I know i can't, atleast, i'll try. Pain, toture, misery. HAHA. Poetic much. Sleeepppyyyy. nighty
LOSeR.
"We're like venus and mars, two different stars.."
idontwannachangeathing
Loves.
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