Holy shit.. I just realized, that I really like her.
Its been really hard, and it’ll get even more harder.. I just want to talk to her again, I miss her so fucking much, I cant even… Ugh.. I hate this feeling
I want to have the courage to talk to her and start the fucking conversation, but last night at prom it was really awkward.. I said hi to her, and she was… Idk, it was weird… I didnt even talk to her..
I hope she realize someday that I really liked her… But then again, I dont want to get my hopes up too high cause i know I’ll get dissappointed.. As usual..
And now what? I feel like crap..
Oh! And tomorrow I probably see my co-worker, and I’ll be wearing long sleeves as always, and she always grab my arm, but since I havent cut on my arm for a while, I dont do anything about it.. But what if tonight i do cut on my arm? She’ll probably realize it tomorrow.. But u know what? At this point I dont care about pretty much anything, so screw her… And everyone….
Look what I found…. My new razor, this will be an interesting night..
Never underestimate the power of a new razor..
Well, this probably sounds stupid.. But i miss doing IT… Berrrppp… Relapse sounds good tonight
| Me: | Mom, where is the black long-sleeve t-shirt? |
| Mom: | Idk.. Its probably on the laundry |
| Me: | Where's the other one? |
| Mom: | Idk! Stop wearing long-sleeves, its too hot |
| Me: | But i have to walk a lot from school |
| Mom: | Its not that much |
| My head: | Holy shit, and you just cut genious! |
