when a bullet hits you in the chest you cannot run.

man. feeling so lousy i wanna curl up in my room with a book and not see anyone at all. i'm skipping lessons entirely today, doesn't feel like i can face a whole LT of people. not that i have to talk to them all, but i feel that my presence at this very moment isn't very substantial.

it's times like this i wished i still had someone that would hug me and tell me everything was alright.

ah well.. it's natural to feel needy when you are feeling lousy.

phefphpleh.