omfg.

i think you're a sick, sick guy. cause i think you take pleasure in watchin me squirm. keepin me guessin all the damn time. why can't you make up your mind instead of tugging me around.
hot one minute and cold the next. you're like some pms-ing bitch. and i wish i could just let it go. i mean, sheesh. god knows you're so not worth it. so not worth it.
rolls eyes.
and 'm a sucker for pain. causin myself unnecessary grief when really, i should have known better. haha. stupid stupid girl.

and the results comin out when they did, just did not make things any better. seriously, fucked up.

now if i can make it to meet sebastian and josh this vesak day then it would make me alot happier. but what are the odds huh. i really wanna go, "work sucks". but i can't really. haha. cause i'm havin quite a bit of fun. nice people all around and funny as hell too (: