Then I walked to the bathroom with my eyes closed, tempted to fall down.
One cigarette made the throat feel terrible, but the headache went away.
A glass of ice water.
The exact same theme has been there for the entire beginning of the new term, my 6th semester in this cocky university.
My body hurts, my brain gets blunt. My life is happening. Satirically.
I got a phone call from somebody. Honestly I'm still not sure about the person's identity. And I don't really give a shit. But it feels kinda funny when somebody you didn't know thought that you know who he was and kept talking on the phone like your old friend.
I thought I was a fool until I met a real one.
1 comment:
are u referring to meee? :P
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