oh lord, im tired.
from alot of things.
dance, in a sauna-like dance studio. placating a 21 year old due to his recent breakup. fighting the mad crowd at phuture. sleeping for only 4 hours. too many ciggies and alcohol from devil's (but what an insanely good idea though it's FREE).
last but not the least,
feeling totally fucked up from all the tension and hurt im feeling.
i hate the case of boyfriends. they take away the life of me and my friends. sorry, i know it sounds very selfish of me to be saying things like these cos i shldnt be denying my friends of their happiness, but am i really that insignificant? i wonder sometimes. and if i am, then does my existence mean a shit? maybe not.
sorrry if i haven't been a good enough friend, bryna. if i don't reply messages, and then you make it sound as if i am the one who refuses to meet up. it wasn't intentional, nor was it an act of complete arrogance. i had tried to be a good friend, but maybe it wasnt good enough.
i swear to god, if it werent for dance, i might have just bawled my eyes out on the train. maybe im just being emo, yeah, blame it on that. jo's always emo right? yeah. i am.
so i should just play the part and fuck all.