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#13 I'm in pain, but looking at your face only makes it a whole lot worse.
Saturday, May 9, 2009
6:33 AM
Exams are here. Mugging away everyday. My life feels like shitshitshit.
I feel so dumb, foolish, stupid. Why am I even waiting, why am I even worrying for you, WHY DO I EVEN BOTHER?
I screwedup my smses to you. I'M AWFULLY SORRY.
I haven't been feeling good. I'm so tired of lying, loving, living. I feel like just going to Mexico to get Swine Flu. ;'[
I want you so badddddddddddddddddddddd. Coffee numbs the pain, I can't sleep much anymore. Won't you take the iniiative for once? I ain't got nomore guts nor courage to sms you.
The pains never hurt so muchhhhhhh, and I can barely take it anymore.

I'M SORRY IF I HURT ANYONE OUT THERE, I'M GETTING MY RETRIBUTION NOW. FORGIVE ME.

It sucks you know. Everytime I see a crowd, the first thing I do is search for you. Everyday before I leave school I search for you.
Won't you come to me? ;[
Please, it's killing me inside, won't you do something?