Hectic mess.

Everything now is crazy. I trust nobody. Seriously. I just reached home not long ago. Managed to catch the last train and the last bus home.

I think right now, I look like the above picture. Dead tired and worn out. Seriously.

Oh yea, btw, I can read through you like a book you know? All your awkwardness and everything. There's nothing to hide.

Oh, and fuck that guy who has a perv face. I've been thinking about that a lot. Has been bugging me for forever. I think I found out you ulterior motive already. Really, every time I think about it, my mood just gets damn dampened. Go flirt with your girls.

And secondly, fuck that other guy who thinks he's just so handsome. Dude, you did not spend 300 bucks on me. You don't need to tell everyone those lies. Really. Wth.

So many friggin things. Damn it. Mind is gonna explode. Bye.