I hate this part right here

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I am going crazy, I hate this part right here why is it that I am so fuckin dependent the moment I am alone and the thoughts of things that make me depressed and cry swarm to me like how much you mean to me it sticks it doesn’t stop it attacks me like it’s no tomorrow-

Then the phone rings it is Kris.

An old friend who comes back in your life when you least expect it-

That feeling.

Update:

Got off the phone with kris, was actually on the phone whilst eating boring dinner at home alone but at least it wasn’t lonely- caught Mr Magorium’s Wonder Emporium on starworld- it is a freakin awesome show.

Called bro- he is totally ecstatic that Vietname won Sg in soccer and he’s there on location right now.

I feel like a movie. Plus I have finalised my assignment. I am frustrated by the world limit, I don’t think it’s my best work, but I think it is pretty decent considering I didn’t really have to wreck my brains out. Writing, I really do love it.

I like secondhand serenade. ITS EMO SHITE. I AM EMO.

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