What is the main purpose of you coming here?
To fuck with my brain?
Or what?

Thanks a lot.

Now get away from me.
Thank you.

Feelings.
One word, but oh so complicated.

Sometimes, I really wish I don't have to go through the complications of that word.
It hurts.
It hurts so much.

And time isn't doing much to help either.

Dear God, I need a distraction right now.
Please let me focus on what is important at hand.

And I'm sorry that you are not my priority at this moment.

A girl has got to chase her dreams.
This girl is ready is throw everything away in order to get to where she wants to be in life.

Goodbye.