Am I forgot about you, blog? Here we go.
He was wanted to gave me something, but maybe i made him annoyed or something. I supposed had two but i just got one. Seems like that i am super selfish that matter stupid thing like this. I dont know why i feel sooo strange when i see those eyes. I feels like that ive lost and unfound on that mind. They changed, he changed, and im fuckin stuck seein myself as this straight and remembering how they supposed to be. Remembering their steps, their laugh, their jokes, their annoying chats, their eyes. Remembering them.
Such a fool standing on the same line on every second pass, not moving, not going, just breathing, and wishing for them.
So many fuckin imaginations that run and go on this shitty mind. That bad thing that i always wish never be happen.
Because i am here standing waiting for the old you to get back, until you realize and wake up that youve been another. Dont change for more.
I wont move from this suck place where im standing. And i wont standing here again if you already wake up, no more. I enjoy you the way you are, not the way you now. Because you was here. Mizzzzzzzzthatbad,jerk.
Fs.