one year six months
your favourite song, I will remember it.No one can really understand my current situation. The stress I’m living in, the hurt, the pressure, I can’t handle it alone. Still, I will try my best to. No matter how hard I fall, I will not scream, shout or cry. Leave me there for awhile and I will be up as good as brand new. Wounds leaving me a deep impression will always be there but I will wash you good till you disappear.
Wait, give me time. I will get better.
“Marilyn, stop it. It’s killing me.”
fin
Guess what, I’m a pro in washing up my own wounds already :]
Yellow stuff, you just got burnt, I finally got you out! Shit, it’s starting to itch.
ps: anyway, where’s my fav pencil?
fin
Howdy, dusty aussie day. Hope the weather is good.
See you, gulls.
fin
loves
one more soon
ps: iz = next week !!
fin.
There’s room for more.
