I can’t sleep and I can’t breathe. My nose is clogged, my tonsils hurt, some breathing shit blocked, and at the same freaking weird time, I want to throw up. Basically, my body is being silly and messing with me.
Also, today is the thirty-first of August. Seven years ago, the great love first talked to me. And for the seventh year, I’m thinking about him on this day. My what if. I hope this day next year I have finally moved on and have stopped thinking about him. Our love was so short, forgetting has been too long. I don’t really love him anymore.
- August 31 2014 | - Read More →