Fuck fuck fuck fuck.
I'm really tired and whenever it comes to helping people I can't help but saying yes and then thoughts and memories of our past never cease to disappear lately and then you, who I hate, pop in my head like its all good and I don't have my prom dress yyet or a prom date and im really tired and all i want is this work done but its not and i want a big bear hug. sigh.
Fuck.
