I wouldn't have minded if it was just a question to clear your doubts or something. But it came to me like you were so damn effing sure of it. As if I'd really be so dumb to you-know-what when I know I will be seeing you afterwards. But still, I wouldn't have even if I WOULDN'T be seeing you.
Another thing is, when I walked away for a little breather to calm myself and to buy some sweets (so I wouldn't be screaming my head off at your [wtfmfgtfostfu] friends), I turned back to look and the scene was: emoing, talking, planning, preparing. When I went back, the scene was : emoing, talking, offering ciggs, refusing, or plainly put, acting. Then wtf. Showing me the packets. WTFWTFWTF? Whatever. If you'd really wanted to, you would've alr when I'm there, just to get back at me. I guess you'd always thought, just like me. I've been convincing myself that I'm only being paranoid. Seriously, even if you'd told me that it was just once a LONG time ago, that don't stop the -ness from coming back. Ishhhhhhh..
So much to say, but AGAIN, so fcuking little I can remember. Double that 'ishhhhhhh' please.
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THANKSBYE.
Updated 9.47pm:
A song was freakin' stuck on my head at that time. It's an old song of Avril's. I change my mind. I'm not going to reveal what song it was. Goodbye.
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