Here I am, finding myself where I was long ago.
Broken. Not quite as much as before though. At least i've learnt something during the last 3 years then i guess. Its hard for me to accept that there is noone for me. Why i do not know. Hope, i guess. Denial is the better word. I think i was quite optimistic long long ago. Tide's turning. There is nothg worth foing anything for. But i do need somethings. There is still some hope in me. I have no idea what i'm thinking.

I got my end terms tomo and she's hardly mine.