It was mutual. Our interests in each other died, we weren't ourselves, and we were just too different.
9:00 at night, walking around Ocean Pointe, all you see is this boy in formal clothes and this girl in running attire.
"What do you think we should do?" he said.
"I think we should stay just friends," I said.
And that's what we did.

He held my hand, brought it to lips, and told me it was okay.
Two and a half months, short lived, but experienced well with no regrets.

It was the end of us, today, but friendship was always there. Don't worry about me guys :).
kshooots.

i couldn't find my razor. i just sat where i was and started crying.
i've never felt this terrible in months, and i don't know why.
well, i kind of do. one reason is that my allergies are a being a beetch. the other reason? after my talk with my brother last night, my voice already started breaking,
and i woke up feeling dead.
i can't bring myself to do anything but lie around and cry.
i don't like feeling like this. ever since i had my whole religion-rejuvenation, my life has been painted with sunshine and daisies; i was content.
what i'm feeling right now is not something i need to be feeling, especially before school starts, especially with all i'm going through right now.
this better pass, or i don't know what!

kshoots.