imy.

''Maybe if I fake a smile for a long time, it'll turn into a real''
OMG.
I knew it. I knew he wasn't going to turn up for assembly.
Well, I'm not sure if he was at the back of 1/3 or not.
Omg, I feel so guilty the whole day.
I couldn't have my afternoon nap in peace!
My stomach feels so hot and my heart feels so tight >:
I feel so guilty. It was me. It was me. It was me.
Sighh...
I wanna turn things around ): I wanna go to the staffroom and find him.
Tell him I'm sorry. But how? If he asks why you say sorry?
What's my reason?
I like you too much until I implicated you?
He'll laugh his head off man.
Sighh..
I just want things to be normal.
The time when I like red cars neutrally, and I don't know you and you don't know me.
Or a better solution,
Die. Yes, die.
Die you, low. Yes, die.
I hope you die sooner, the better.
Though you don't know how much I want you.