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Just came back from hookah bar, kinda light headed, also have a headache... thinking still, randomly though, but it's okay, i don't really care... want to sleep, but have questions... yeah, i'd say it's the same thing: they call it love and stuff, funny how i always thought i never experienced love... Now there is a girl who writes notes in my notebook... they say: "i love you..." really? "sorta, you're good at math" hmmm, and there is another one, that loves talking to me, and i dunno if they really like me... there is not much to like, cutie... yes, true, but what else, why don't you do something, cutie... because this cutie doesn't care much, and then makes himself suffer... for what... ??? why? weird question, keeps following me... just need to ask one question: How do you feel about US... and eerything is going to be clear, but i dare not ask it...

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