freaking pissed.

but forget it.

as always. life is fucking unfair.

and, yes! thanks for that. fucktard.

regards
E.O.S

This is how i would describe how im feeling.
yes, i feel retarded.
hmmm, or maybe i feel stupid.
shan't go into details.

time to return to me.
or maybe in a few days time. give me some more time damnit.

or maybe i could find some kind souls willing to listen to me.

i know i know.
i have to do something.
but but. its difficult to even express it needless to say do it.

ohh crap. im not me. obviously im not you too. so dont tell me about what you think i should do. just give me my me-time. i need it.

going off topic.
i saw her (who rather be called a him). its hard to not think about what we did in the past the moment i saw you. and you made it harder by grabbing my arm. wtf! yes wtf! that contact we made that night, that few seconds made my years of effort went right down the drain. please never let me see you again. please remind me never to go back to where i would see you again.
this, er, shameful, past of mine. must be cut, shredded, burnt, DESTROYED. never to be resurfaced again.

back back!

its homework time. and then i shall get an hour of me-time. i need to be quiet. to think. to forget. to resolve.
ja!