One word TIRED. I am totally worn out....tomorrow is the last day of school girl...and my poor uniform ( poor because I still can't believe that people use fabric to make this kind of discusting clothing). School girl title will be forgotten for the next week. Hurray to long hours of blissful sleep....
I still can't take the fact how much I miss him....when we talk all the worries....the tiredness is disapearing....it's just...this guy is my own stack of cocaine....keeping me drugged at all times...and withdrawn effects are the pain I carry in me...it gets worse....he says that it's good that we miss each other it means that we love and we care for eachother very much....I just miss him so much....tears are running down my face in all the directions....unwanted....leaving no sign of make-up...distroying the artistic touch on my face....
I A M S O T I R E D.
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