further and further away.

hatred, everywhere.

everything's screwed okay, soccer is taking up too much of my time. and it's making me tired. and it's wasting my time. but i still want to play. crazy right.

heck, i shall go home early tmr. and by that i mean at 2. cos got bio quiz. shit. my eyes are burning. like literarily. i don't know why i'm still here. waiting for the sun to fall so i can do work i suppose.

forget it, i'm useless.

kit.