I'm really tired.
I'm still waiting.
I'm trying to forget.
I really shouldn't have done that.
SHITFUCK.
Sorry, I couldn't help it.
Walked around in flats but I still got blisters.
Poured alcohol (ethanol?) on blisters and they sting like hell.
Ended up crying more than I thought, but I guess it was because of more than just the blisters.
Nah, I didn't cry for anything.
I feel too dead to cry.
No, I will definitely wait & see.
And I will forget that dream of bliss.
Besides, memories are better without me.
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