it is one of the extreme decayed days spent in my entire 9teen years. i was bored to the optimum and i sacked my way through.
Oh fcuk-fcuk-fcuk. things aint going right. it seems so much that my worst fears inching at an exceptional rate. somehow, approaching at the so not appropriate time. okay, i am desperately needing sufficiency in time to settle mindheart thoughts. i'll wheeze my way out.
i know, this is a repugnant dream.
because, i wrote your heart blocks my path just this afternoon.
i reckon, i apprehend whats got into me. Its a Women's thing; and i effing hate it.