I might as well just do this alone, seriously.

Call me crazy. I went running early in the morning w my brother cause I can't sleep. And he was watching soccer. We were running halfway through and I went to ate McFlurry early in the morning. And thanks for telling me everything will be fine. Love you black boy. :)

It's a soul-hurt, a body-hurt, a real gets inside me and rips me apart. It's like an invisible barrier pushing us further and further away from each other, until we've become so distant we can't hear one another anymore and by then, it'll be too late. Why do I try so hard at this, trying to keep up that hope that everything will be okay in the end, as long as I don't give up. I guess I'm not even worth that effort. I'm a fool.

There are many things that I would like to say to you
But I don't know how.

K, I'm meeting my favourite girls(9!) for dinner later on.