I don't feel good. Brrrrgrrrrrrrrrrrrr.
I gonna ignore this space till... I feel like it.
I don't want to make it too precise. Hate this feeling like I am taped at my mouth.
Despite being optimistic for the last 2 days, I still... (idk what)? It's so infuriating.
I don't want to see anyone, anything anymore.
I have to be over the moon, not just being happy because it sucks so much to know a little bit more every time.
Bye, I will be different when I am back.
Oh, my hair is so screwed. I can't wait to straighten it a few months later. It's like dried wheat now, harharhar. I sucks.
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