two hundred-twenty fifth.

dear (k)you,

i just have to get this out before it consumes my again.

i mentioned my primadonna friend (PDF) already right? well. he's at it again. but not in the same way. i mean. even though he's a primadonna, in the end, so it seems, he's my closest friend. but even though that is the case, i just came to realize about 5 minutes ago... that when it comes to my love life...

i can't count on him. in every thing, he and i would have the same track of mind. we would have the same thoughts, at the same time. we think the same, we like the same things, we hate the same things. but for some twisted reason, when it comes to my love life, he can't seem to take a hint. 

he can't see that i need his help. and if maybe he could, he doesn't want to help me in that category. 

kinda sucks too, cuz he could easily make things go his way. too bad his and my way don't actually coincide.

but whatever. LB isn't really deserving anyway.

ps: the asshole is making noise again, trying to talk to me. and like i said, NEVER.