I just woke up feeling irritated.
And it's raining fucking heavily, how am i suppose to get to work later ?
I'm feeling worse each day and i can't do anything about it.
My fucking period just wouldn't visit me.

My ever dearest thinny passed away on Friday, 31 March.
I love you thinny.
I'm sorry i couldn't take care of you when you were alive.
And i hope she has already buried you beautifully.

Life is so difficult now.
Somebody, please be here with me.



Who's gonna talk to me on the phone till the sun goes up ?