If its only good to be true, I might have to stop this trashy affection. It was never worth a smile.
Why do I ever concern him when *sigh*, he's not blinking a quick glance at me? I had had the really worst of today. And I mean the real worst.
First, I think I flunked at Math-2; Second, the plan was a complete chaos&mess(if you know what I'm trying to convey here)-OOMA, sorry:(;Thirdly, I hate that look on OOMI; forthly,(this was worse, I'd rather not type here.)
I hate OOMA. Okay, back to where I know, I love OOMA. Uh, but does that even a core matter to the universe right now?
I don't wish to prolonged this topic cause I thought maybe its just a stupid cupid. I know, deep inside, he never could like me. I guess he doesn't know that yet, maybe don't want to.
So for the frig care, its such a cue that I should stop acknowledging him as my soul affection. Can I?
Its all a little bit too late now, if I was to confess. If only I could sum up the courage to tell who OOMA was, this wouldn't come to a bad ending. In the end, it doesn't a matter anymore.
P.S. For all I know, you never love me, do you? For all my concern, I'd always do, and I meant it, Iloveyou.*sigh*