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Tuesday, August 12
teeeeet.

My previous posts have been somewhat who-gives-a-fuck. They ask/tell me:
"Are you okay?"
"Whats wrong?"
"Dont you dare cry again!"
"Its okay, you still have me."
"Werent you prepared for this?"
"Cheer up sweetie"

And then, "im sorry bout what happen yest. Im very sorry.."

Blablablablabla.

I cant find my way to the pursuit of happiness. But still, im convincing myself, theres a route called the "pursuit of somethingness." (Wth.)

Im not happy. And i dont want to be selfish either.
Why is this happening? Why? I just seem to have a little hatred within myself. I just dont know. I just dont understand. I just dont understand whats going on. in. your. mind.


Its been almost a week since i met smashing hits. I've missed him. Like a lot.

I fake a smile so he wont see,
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