Over to town yesterday. Basically we did nothing much except to keep walking round & round & round. Left for grandma's place in the evening while the rest headed to Chomp Chomp.
Caught the movie "New Moon" later that night with Tracey & Ivan. Macs & left soon after cos' I wasn't feeling too well.
Ever noticed why I don't look into your eyes for long? Becos' everytime I look at you, you make me wanna fall into your arms. This feeling, isn't supposed to happen. I'm so much stronger than this. I don't know what or why or how you do this to me, but you're doing it. I hate every single thing you do for & to me, I hate the way you can make me smile when everything's not right, I hate the way you can brighten up my whole day when you smile, I hate the way you tell me you miss me and I feel like screaming "You haven't even fucking left my mind for a sec", I hate the way you make me want you so much. No matter how much I want to push you away from me, for some reason I keep running back to you. This two months, sure means a little something. Fuck it.