So basically,
today went by in a blur;
I was always staring at the clock. counting down the hours, minutes, seconds till-
well, nevermind.
disappointment is a big part of our lives. and it's nobody's fault.
i am over emotional. or am i?
and i just want a bit of your time, and hopefully a bit more of comfort-
when i see words that used to paste the sun in my sky on someone else's wall.

note to self: with no expectations, comes no great disappointment.
and i can't handle disappointment. i am weak.