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Feels like I was nothing but mistakes
quarta-feira, 27 de março de 2013 @ 04:48
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Man, it's been a while.
The funny thing is that I come here and write crap in English when everything's shitty. Well, can't blame no one else.
Let's start from the beginning?
I met a boy. It's really weird writing about this here. I know no one will ever read, but... Anyways. I met someone. From the starters, I thought he was crazy. Like... Crazy. He had this incredibly annoying habit of glancing at you for like 30 minutes. Made me uncomfortable. 'Cause I knew he wasn't hitting on me, he was just amazingly absent-minded. I didn't have any idea we were going to become friends.
Great friends.
I couldn't see it coming, it was so fast. One moment I was uncomfortable around him, and the next... I wasn't. It reached me like a train, no way out.
And now here I am. Pathetic. Why this always happens to me? Dude, I AM TIRED!
I AM SO TIRED! SOOOOOOOOO TIREEEEEEEEEEDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDD!!!!!!!!!!!!!
There HAS to have something amazing for me somewhere. You know? Since I NEVER get what I want.