I started off my day with sharp pain in my stomach. I guess i've learned to not to sleep with my window open more than 2 inches or else i'll get sick & get a fever. So i've stayed home, frustrated for missing precal and french (now i have to take the final). I've spent my day watching America's Next Top Model marathon while sipping on orange juice and texting Kevin.
"he can like you all he wants but i love you the most"
He wakes up alone. He sleeps alone. I do sympathize for him sometimes. Although i dislike him with a passion, even if i do not have any thoughts about changing the way i feel about him, i do get curious of what's going through his mind. His corrupted mind.
I rethink. & i get back to the reality. This is the way it is right now, because, as harsh as it sounds, He fucked up.