i dont like to fight.
no i dont.
i couldnt sleep last night. cause hearing someone's voice the way it was. i didnt think it was my fault. i dont know.
anyway, the fat boy didnt come to school. he is so dead.
i dont like to fight.
i thought that the last time this happen, that it would not be happening again.
please do not mention sugar cane among certain people.
maybe its a little too much to take in for the moment. i dont know.
what would happen if he cheats on me? you asked.
you thought that things will be better time after time. that it'll be easier after each time. easier to give up. but everytime as single trace of hope appears, you cling on to it so hard that you crushed it using your own hands. then you create false hope. then you believed so hard in it. what if that hope shatters? what if it slips away from you? what if you have nothing left to hold on to?
okay. since LJ was being a bitch. so i decided to post my pictures here.
you dont care in the first place.
i'm vulgar because i fucking like it.
once i asked CS a question.
its more like unexpected on how things ended up.
it hurts to see you like this.
i can't help but have an upsurge of feelings everytime i think about you.
today is a horrible day.
i dont know how such things can happen to such good people.
bye bye genomics.
school is officially off to a bad start.