I feel so tired, after only three days of school. Can’t imagine how much more I’d feel if I finally get a job. o_O

A new one. Hmm.. Be happy. 🙂 I want to say it was good seeing you because that’s what I wanted: To see you and prove everything’s okay now. But I don’t know if I can say the encounter was good. You didn’t register in my mind until a few minutes after. That was odd. I can’t even remember how you looked like. I guess that’s it. This is where my story begins.

Every new beginning is some other beginning’s end.

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You can’t imagine how it makes me feel
To see you, with him
It makes me ill
’cause she used to be my girl.
-It Makes Me Ill, *N Sync


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