practically what we'd been doing in class all day.
but yes i finished my part of the job before slacking kay.

feels goddamn fkin good to have no homework when i reach home nowadays.
had quite a H2H with fatsayz, i hope this is really what i want, ... no more regrets.
i'd promised. until you forgive me, i will continue to punish myself.


besides the obvious difference, there's not much distinction between losing a best friend and losing a lover: it was all about intimacy. one moment, you had someone to share your biggest triumphs and fatal flaws with; the next minute, you had to keep them all bottled inside. one moment, you'd start to call to tell them a snippet of news or to vent about the most awful day before realising you did not have that right anymore, the next, you find that you really just can't remember the digits of their phone number anymore.