on this perfect night, no one is there. not even present in the virtual world.
i want to tell you so badly, how much i have cried for you again. i have forgotten how many times i have to run to the damn toilet, pretending i am going pee/shit. but, i chose to shower. and yes, i wasted a lot of water in many rounds of that today. i have no idea what got into me.
and everytime i poured out, i felt better. but just like how water evaporates and forms clouds again, it just keeps pouring down afterwards, the cycle continues.
i just needa get outta house and be with some bobo. cindy, i should have gone to your house to spend some time with. i need help seriously.
birthday is coming and im dreading it.