May 28, 2009
Me?
I just want to scream my lungs out now.
I want to go to the beach at night, so I can shout out without anyone knowing.
I wish I could go to the airport, so that the planes can fly away with my feelings.
Why am I being like this? I don't know why.
I shed a tear in the bus just now.
Is it that simple?
I was blanked out.
In my own world,
4:02:00 PM