that lasts, and lasts, and lasts

"If you need to talk let me know k. :) have fun at work :)"

i don't need to talk. i need to go to sleep in your arms and wake up beside my sister and start 15 march all over again, and this time there will be no fall and there will be no forced-continuation of a dance that should have been kept in pristine condition

in stead it is now tainted, irreversible, and immortalised.

and i hate smiley faces in texts. shallow uncool easy bullshit.

i don't like feeling this way. :(