The Masquerade Ball, February 14th, can't come at any worse timing than this. But well, since it's official, I better start preparing for it in case I end up looking like a fool there.
Got no dress. Got no mask. Damn if they're gonna make having partners a requirement Hhh.
I want to be a hermit when I grow up. I don't want to deal with no people, I end up hurting and never getting hurt. I just get disappointed in myself because of it, which sucks.