The effect of boredom.
I'm not emo ;D It's only black crayon.
Spending time away from home is good. A lot of people around. Now I have the feeling that something I have missed the past time. People events. All devoted to the one who left. I was stupid. Now, I don't. And I wish all those who act so that they met the same. So they were hurt. Time? Of course, I need one. But the more I need other people. Those who like me. Not those who reject me. I want to truly live. Without a past, without memories, without you. Live the present. I have hope for the future. I hope that nobody hurts me. Because people are generally good. I believe it.
See you.
competition, lecture, ball...
halloween? ;>
nice week.