why...
and what...
am i exactly stressing about?
i don't know.
i really don't.
im thinking too much.
i shouldn't even have made that silly move.
now im regretting.
and i also despise myself.
i have to chill.
but i don't know how to...
and what's up with that msg?
that made me stressed up for the rest of the day.
argh.
i really have to stop.
all because of you.
you.
YOU.
whywhywhy.
the question that i kept asking myself.
why you...
i want monday to come,
but yet i don't.
i really am clueless about what's going on now.
i really have no idea about all this shit.
im trying to hang on...
but not for long.
