Är påväg hem nu, kommer kylande vindar från bussens ventilation. Vill bara krypa ner under mitt täcke och känna värmen. Åker hem ensam för att jag drog lite tidigare då jag ska hålla tal klockan åtta imorgon.
I wish I could teleport myself, say the place then go. It would make life so easy and nice. Oh we are full of wishes, aren't we? I miss him, his voice, his warmth, his comfort. Him. I guess I'm so used to it now, shame he couldn't meet me up. It was for his sister's sake, a girl like me should be able to walk home alone. 3 days 'til my birthday if you exclude this day. I'm cold. I wear make up. I'm wide awake, I like silence.