write me a song

i'm really sorry. i really am.
sigh.
i'm so filled with guilt i can just bury myself now.
i hate this. results results results results !!!!!

A LEVEL RESULTS IN THREE DAYS OMG WHAT THE HELL. it's coming. our future is coming, good or bad, we'll know at 230pm on friday at ac.

i thought i've grown up, i dont think i have, not anymore.
I'm still very sorry. How sorry can one be? The word sounds too casual to be true. But i really am. It's not that i can't be bothered, or that i'm not serious. Please trust me just once will you. i know i always brush the whole issue away and i can be happy the next moment but it doesn't mean that i'm just putting on an act okay.

Oh just screw this, seriously.
i'm starting work tmr at iras! -applause-

i feel, like a piece of crushed paper, thrown into the incinerator.
and so i dont feel anything anymore. i'm too evil, i think so.

at this unearthly hour, i tore a soul, i burned the emotions, i made the sky darker than it already is. i did that again, i'm sorry you met the evil me. it wasn't on purpose i promise.

``jamiepok chased till the end at 2.33am