4:56 PM ]]Words that would mend the things that were broken.
Saturday was terrible, sunday was bad, monday is bad. I need sleep. I'm so tired.
Some times I feel like I'm being treated like garbage. Okay, it's been, what, 2 days since saturday. And let me let you know that, you blew your chance when you left for VD to enjoy your damn self. And let me let you know that, actions speak louder than words. And let me let you know that, since saturday, I've truely given up clubbing, with you, that is.
And, thanks royal slave, for staying with me through morning. I wonder why we made friends with shitty people. ): Like you, I dont wanna feel small infront of people. But well, at least there's me! And you!
Sometimes, you'll just need to open your eyes a little bigger, be a little bit more sensitive, listen when I asked you to. You'll see what I mean, you'll see how I'm feeling. So, why is it that you bother asking when you arent ready to listen?
I hate mondays.>Talk to me.