Woaaah, why do I put myself in these situations? Woaaah, I keep pushing myself even though I can't take it at all..

If I let this heart of mine go, I'd probably be killing myself.
It's been 3 months.
Why haven't I gotten over you?
I can't forget every single thing you've ever said.
Like when you said you have sex appeal.
Or when you said you like to fight.
Or when you told me that your birthday is on the 30th of November.
Just like mine.

Today we had SS.
Our teacher showed us a blue map of Europe, some UN thingo.
I saw Romania and I lit up entirely.
But later I started to wince under my breath.
This.shit.actually.hurts.
It actually leaves a tiny scar on my heart that won't stop bleeding.
It's this tough to forget.
Even if Belle says you have to forget him eventually.
Eventually's a long, long way to go.

Maybe you think I'm 15 and naive and still really young to know about 'earthquakes',
I know 'earthquakes' inside out.

IN FACT I WISH TO HAVE ONE OF MAGNITUDE X10000000 WITH YOU.

Just that one will leave me screaming for more- but yes, one will be good.
Martin says I'll have a part of you when that happens.
I know this is all wishful bullshit thinking but hell, I like it.
Oh jamming was really good.
I sang Decode and it was pretty okay-ish.
I had to save my voice with loads of water during the session.
Oh and we kinda found out that the drummer won't stop playing his drums when we say "WE'RE PLAYING ACOUSTIC NOW."

Sigh.
I remember those pine trees in the winter.
And those men dressed in black on the deck.
And the way you dodged my eye contact under your so-called beanie playfully.
What's worse was the way I started to cry when the bus was halfway across the border.
I kept telling myself that it's gonna turn back.
But no, it never did.
I forgot the way you kissed me on the cheek.
But hell, it was perfect.
I thank God that all that I experienced wasn't a dream.

But how do I feel this good sober?

Wishful thinking.
You guys should try it out sometime.
It's rather cute.
*rolls eyes*

Woaaah, why do I put myself in these situations? Woaaah, I keep pushing myself even though I can't take it at all..

If I let this heart of mine go, I'd probably be killing myself.
It's been 3 months.
Why haven't I gotten over you?
I can't forget every single thing you've ever said.
Like when you said you have sex appeal.
Or when you said you like to fight.
Or when you told me that your birthday is on the 30th of November.
Just like mine.

Today we had SS.
Our teacher showed us a blue map of Europe, some UN thingo.
I saw Romania and I lit up entirely.
But later I started to wince under my breath.
This.shit.actually.hurts.
It actually leaves a tiny scar on my heart that won't stop bleeding.
It's this tough to forget.
Even if Belle says you have to forget him eventually.
Eventually's a long, long way to go.

Maybe you think I'm 15 and naive and still really young to know about 'earthquakes',
I know 'earthquakes' inside out.

IN FACT I WISH TO HAVE ONE OF MAGNITUDE X10000000 WITH YOU.

Just that one will leave me screaming for more- but yes, one will be good.
Martin says I'll have a part of you when that happens.
I know this is all wishful bullshit thinking but hell, I like it.
Oh jamming was really good.
I sang Decode and it was pretty okay-ish.
I had to save my voice with loads of water during the session.
Oh and we kinda found out that the drummer won't stop playing his drums when we say "WE'RE PLAYING ACOUSTIC NOW."

Sigh.
I remember those pine trees in the winter.
And those men dressed in black on the deck.
And the way you dodged my eye contact under your so-called beanie playfully.
What's worse was the way I started to cry when the bus was halfway across the border.
I kept telling myself that it's gonna turn back.
But no, it never did.
I forgot the way you kissed me on the cheek.
But hell, it was perfect.
I thank God that all that I experienced wasn't a dream.

But how do I feel this good sober?

Wishful thinking.
You guys should try it out sometime.
It's rather cute.
*rolls eyes*