im so disgustingly sick. why is this happening now? i cant do hsc tomorrow, ever again. pray to god a miracle happens
i am tired but happy. and grumpy. i dont know what i want! i want everything. now. i thought about you last night, and thought how it used to be. bring on night three!
today was harder than i thought. i want so much now but i just cant have it all, not now anyways. i studied for 5 hours on and off and feel pretty alpha for it. you wont leave my head and i tried to listen to josh pyke today and almost burst out in tears. thinking you had left for almost good, but i want to feel you against me. this is almost terrible. but i’m a strong person, stronger than i thought i could ever be. i want to kiss michael and the things i would do to that body, damn.
so i have done my maths exam, and you’re still here, in my mind, but slowly leaving my heart. i now have another formal date, yay. i’m going to study my little bot off and go to gym and get fit ! healthy.
but i miss you.
I had the worst dream. You were already having sex with new girls. An asking you’re friend for more condoms right in front of me. I hate this!
I really should have studied more. I really should have done a lot of things but I didn’t. And life still moves on…