This picture was taken after the call. For some reason I was calm when I "talked" to him. But then again this happened after. It is now two days since the departure, I have isolated myself from certain people. This event has forced me to face certain realities of my life apart from the James-related issues. Things I've ignored when most of what I was facing was my ordeal with his presence and his memory. The lyrics in the title of this post is a song I'm playing on the media player right now. Somebody must have copied it, I don't know where it came from, it was in my media player...argg... the universe is yet again playing around with me. I got to a conclusion that I couldn't trust anyone, and that I didn't care if I was alone, I survived high school. I should survive this, now that I know better. But then again, some of my friends texted...which makes me question my conclusions otherwise... I don't know yet..I'm sorry
...I'm sending you an SOS.....it's just a thing I want to say...I think about you everyday.... what can I do...I feel so blue...
crap. I'm not going to class today. Just the one with the thesis...
