Every weekday mornings, my hair has cowlicks, sways uncontrollably and curls at the ends. I don't see the point of straightening my hair damit. I'm destined to look horrible in school.
@ Clarke Quay with quite an amazing view. Am happy.
Okay, I don't know if its hormone fluctuations or not.
I've been keeping this for over a year now.
I hate emotional attachments.
People walk in and out of me, and I feel terrible. I feel abused.
fluttering heart, aching desire.
I wana get closer, but I know I should really stop.
I wanted to graduate with nothing,
but I don't think its possible now.
I've let my guard down too often, and I've allowed people to enter into my world.
They trample on it and made it a mess, and I start piecing it together all over again.
I don't wana have infatuations anymore, with either guys or girls.
You can go ahead and be dumb, thinking that I'm lesbian.
You either get my language or you don't.
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