reminds me how during the london trip somehow we keep having discussions about ldr and everyone keeps forgetting that mine failed and that i was secretly sad.
how i wish i were like charm. to have the entire house to yourself. so that you can cry out loud and not be afraid that everyone is gonna be so worried about you.
is it normal though? is it ok for someone who is so outwardly happy to be crying on her bed for the past few hours. i dont even know what got to me. theres homework to be done. dinner to be cooked. so many things to do. but i only want to lie in bed and cry.