fuck you.
i'm already so sad, so pissed. and you just have to comment so much about that shirt i bought for my friend. just because you're in such a good GOOD school, you think you're so good in your fashion sense. like, hello. duh. if i dont have money, i'd ASK for money right? and like, what's with you? it's like, as if you've never asked for money before. shut up, damn it.
it's like, i dunno who to go to right now.

i feel trapped.
i feel weak.
i feel useless.
i dont feel trusted,
anymore.

you're having your own problems, sunflower too, gf not in spore. juliet's cheerful. and i dont wanna bring her down. your friend's not online. i dont feel like disturbing irah.

omf. i really feel alone right now. omg, ya. like, no one's here to listen to me. i mean, maybe there are afew, but i dont feel like talking to them. i mean, SIGH. i dont know what im trying to convey ):

maybe it'd be better to just keep everything to myself for the time being.
and perhaps i wont be touching my phone for a week.
to give you time. and so that i wont make myself worry even more.
sigh.


sometimes, i just wish i could turn back time.