firstly, do i really have a problem. secondly, is it really worth bothering someone about? its hard to contain one's emotions. n even harder to not notice someone else's emotions of how they feel too. so much for a weekend....
talking to her isn't like talking to you. you're jus special.
bak @ school. entering the intensity of 2010 Yr 12 IB. what can i say. more or less what i expected. finally have ownership of my own room. but not the excitement i feel. feels nothing like coozy. warm. "homey" if that's the word. feels quiet. silent. empty.
feels lik something is missing from my life. there is. aren't we humans always so greedy to ask for what we can't have. but such is life. its what it makes us dream big.