03

What a bad day. I feel like shit. I passed the whole day trying not think about you. It was worse, I though about you even more. Yesterday I called you didn't answer, in that moment I just went to bed and cried till I fell asleep. But you don't care so I pretend I don't too. I don't even know what to say to you anymore, if I even should say something. I miss the days that youtube videos were my escape, and made me laugh. Now I feel I don't have escape, not even drawing. Just sleeping. I'm turning into my mom, that's a bad sign. I'm a demon, I just hurt people. Maybe for you that's just a hyperbole. The worst thing about is that I don't feel bad when I hurt (most of the times). You were one of the few exceptions, I worry about you, I don't want you sad. I'm nothing. I'm just another one and I hate feeling like it. So many "I" in this text and still I can't stop thinking about you. You're so beautiful. What am I saying? Probably half of this text ain't true. I'm so tired today...