sigh. when will i stop learning things i don't want to know about my ex-classmates. like, how a million girls stalk them or something. about how, he was someone's ex. or about how this bunch of girls think he's so absolutely hawt.
MY EARS. utterly disturbed i had to rant somewhere, why do i not have someone to rant about this sort of things to! reduced to ranting to myself sheesh.
but on a side note, i wish some people would step back into my life.
escape some for most of their lives but time catches up and
it is torn, thrust into the open, all
that's left of the light as we row into the darkness.
misses late night chats, staying up all night.