fuck me
fuck me
fuck me
fuck mE.
how the fuck did this happen again?
oh right
i fucked up
thats what happened
cool. now that thats been established, im gonna go to the park to sulk over my stupidity
yay
i sat on a bench. it looked pretty worn. the paint was peeling of but i could really care less
drip
drip
drip
one by one
tears fall
how pathetic.
ah well.
i thought about
how i hurt him by saying shit to him.
what an ass i am.
and how the fuck am i supposed to get over him.
ive been here since lunch break.
its midnight now.
holy hell thats a long time.
im still crying though.
ahh well.
"hehehe his so cute! im so in love oh my gosh! mum im in love!"
what
the
duck?
wait
i recognize that voice.
kun
is he-is he drunk?
"oh lucas! hi!"
kun plopped down next to me.
"hi kun." ok. i did not intend for my voice to sound raspy.
"what are you doing here? shouldnt you be home?" holy hell he reeks if alcohol.
"but im saaad. i love him. but he doesnt love me back."
"who?"
"i wish he was mine. i love him."
"who? ten?"
"no! yukhei!"
"wong?"
"yeah! wong yukhei lucas! i love him a lot! more than anything! more than ten and everyone else!"
is he serious right now?
WAIT IM LUCAS
wait
wait
wait
wait
wait
me?
of all people
mr playboy heartbreaker is loved by mr goody two shoes?
how? how? how? how? how?
he doesn't love me
im sure.
"yknow, im gonna tell sober kun to tell lucas that sober kun likes him in two days time. but i need to break up with ten first."
"oh"
oh what a cliché.
