I'm drowning my sorrows in icecream. what sorrows? the fact that im slightly depressed, im so desperate, im irritated, and im tired.
my brain is hurting. my legs are in pain.
my heart is breaking. and im going
insane.
PATHETIC. i can be.
for i sit next to the phone.
throughout the afternoon.
waiting for that sms.
that might clear up this mess.
too desperate i am.
for your love to come my way.
DESPERATE.
the clock keeps ticking.
as my icecream tub empties.
Today has been boring. just simply waiting for that text message. where is he? i was again in trouble, for being just a little bit too ARGUE-ative. yes. i was in trouble for that.
TESTS
---Chinese.
---Geography
---History
The reality of having to live. Clock keeps ticking. The Bazaar is coming up. i havent done much.i've been feeling emo. not even my music can help. not even when my fingers play the soft keys on the piano, playing the tunes of my favorite pieces. not even then. not even when i look at my friends, smiling. not even when i try to write.speaking of writing. I have not updated my fanfiction. WHY. because noone's reviewing. thus, i will not post the newer chapters till then. yes. it irritates people. but it aint my fault. noone's reviewing.
darling, you can tell we are two parallel lines.i feel like following in the MILEY AND MANDY SHOW example. well not
following per se. ive always wanted to make some kind of weird, home-video podcast. but who to make it with? people i know tend not to like being in front of a camera. yes. how sad.
