4th day.

Been suffering from insomnia these couple

of days. Couldnt stop thinking about it.

I need to get out. Am patethically depressed.

Its all wrong. Lies and excuses.

Ohmgod. I'm so tired already.

Its killing me. Even my dazzles are falling off.

I really want to cry.

But the tears formed behind my eyes

are too reluctant to burst out.

As I'm posting this, my heart trembles.

For you're able to stumble me.

I'm suddenly not so crazy about Christmas now.

I dont give a fuck but yes, I love you.