My days are empty
I think I know wat my problem is. Im agitated at the thought of goin home. Im even more agitated at the thought of spending time here WAITIN to go home.I think I know why. Its coz everyones gone. Well most of thm are. I have that impending doom of lonliness creeping up on me next week. Im already bored now. Watched the Notebook last nite. Shed a few tears. Love like that does not exist in the real world. Wat does exist is infidelity and lust. I thought I knew wat love was. I thought ive FELT it. But hm. Im not too sure now.I just want to go home and go out. I want to eat without worrying about putting on weight. I want to cry and cry and cry coz i feel like sumthin hurts. I juz dont know wat and why.
Juz read sumones blog abt hw u can never 4get ur 1st love. I think its true. It creates lotsa problems tho. Hmm. Now, what if your 1st love didnt actually love you? You thought they did but maybe not as much as you would have wanted. Pergh.