emo posts build up.
why does it still feel like i did 49572348 things wrong?
and there's no way of turning things back to before.
no matter how many times i say i regret it.
i've been so wrong and wronged.
why cant things be as simple as i thought it was?
its not too much to ask for, is it?
i was way too naive.
and the cycle goes on again,
on off on off on off on off ...
i wish i could put an end to the ellipse.
boo to this %&(^@#*! guilt that's eating me up from the inside out.
after a super long monday yet again,
i finally got back my first uni assignment.
and the only good thing that happened in days: i got an A.
BUT, i cant seem to be happy about it, AT ALL.
next assignment due: FRIDAY, my next 500 words.
definition of a cowboy: someone who herds and oversees cattles.
sorry shuhui, i should have heeded your advice.
i thereby give you the right to disown me as a friend.
should have held me back by force.