i shouldn't feel this way.

& im not suppose to.

it's over.
it's over.
it's over.
finally.

im so freaking exhausted,
i could die.
i've been all stoned since i woke.
went to town at 10.30.
god, i wanted so bad to sleep,
so i didnt bother to dress up to go to town.

im not going to act next term,
im too lazy too.
i think i should concentrate more on music and writing.
and really, start reading.
my english sucks so bad.
im going to actually start revising next term so promotion exams wouldnt suck.

my obssesion is a phrase of thinking of you ever other minute.
and when it gets stronger,
it's every other second.
im not going to go on with this any longer.
its screwing my mind.
but then again, it's you.