I don't know how I'm feeling. Guilty? Perhaps. I feel as if I have done something wrong. Something I shouldn't do. Fuck it. I think I'm damn screwed.
For some reason, I think I should avoid and forget. But then some other part of me says not now. Perhaps later. And and and THIS is what I meant when I said (mentally) to myself that I don't know what to think. You get close to them, telling them stuff. Fuck. This feels like way back when it was D. But at least T told me what he said, and she understood me and my odd ways and behaviour. And he don't. He comes asking me and wanting me to tell him what happened. Dammit. I miss T, J and YC. They know me so well.
Fuck. Why is R so irritating? Can't he use his f***ing brain for one time? Does he have to bother me for every little HK thing. Dammit. Since they both happen at the same time, obviously go to the one with the more priority first! So what we've missed a lot of the other one, you've got NO choice! Dammit. There goes his orange box flickering again.
