It was nothing interesting... just a list of things I don't want to be and things I want to be... :/ Have to add "dead" on the list of things I want to be :( I don't want to go to my bed ever again. I hate it. Keep thinking of him. And there's absolutely no one I could talk about it. None of the Finns I know cares. And I think it seems like I'm just begging for pity or something if I talk about him. Because I should be over it already... well... no. No one thinks I should be over it anytime soon but. I don't know. They think I shouldn't go on about him anymore
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