so it happened again. it hits me.

hey there :) i'm not gonna talk much in here because i'm tired from all this wreckage. i hate it when it hits me, hard. hard like when the bullet hits you, right in the middle, in the middle of your heart. i don't know what's going on right now and i'm getting this shitty feeling. you know what i mean? this feeling you get where you can't stand still, you can't think straight. i miss something. oh not something. it's a somebody. oh it's not a normal somebody. it's a special somebody. that somebody meant a lot to me, more than my life. i miss your face oh "somebody".

maybe that's why i'm having this curiosity feeling. oh wait. it's not that! ah, i hate when my feelings becomes insecure. i hate it so much! because when i'm in my insecure feeling, i'll get moody, anxious to know stuff, feeling like kicking someone in the face.

OH, or maybe i'm just afraid. afraid what might happen in the future :\

yes, maybe that's it. okay i guess. i think i wanna stop writing because i'm sick right now. and no one seems to care. bye