26-5-2009

I don't feel good. I suck. I miss Kevin... How many fucking times have I blogged that?! A LOT!! I always miss him but he never missed me..

Kevin is my own special cocaine, he's my drugs. I've gone tired without him. Just yesterday, I fell asleep 3 times in 3 lessons. My Chinese teacher was kind of mad because of that but it was fine. I don't five a damn of the 2 other teachers, they aren't important.

For those days which I talked with him in the morning, I could stay vigorous. Those days when I was tired, I thought about what we talked just the past morning, then I smiled, I would be good.

I miss Kevin. It was the night that I dreamed about him, it is the day that I want him....