so she told me to make a post here, and expose some private things about my life. Like anyone cares. Well, at least she does, I hope!
She's going to Italy, to vacation, Sicily! Is that envy I feel? No it can't be! Hmm.
And all this stupid work I have , I'm drowning in it, I feel like vodka today, some more..
And where did that anger came from? What anger? I really don't know. And agony. I feel like doing something totally shocking, that people would say, oh.. look at him - bastard!!
Just that I'm too shy..
Oh, at least I will marry.
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