(¡^+h¡>. He´s slipping from me, he´s running from me... he knows we are wrong.

he won´t talk to me again. I saw one of my old loves on february fourteen, he looked charming...didnt dare to talk to each other. This whole thing sucks.

My bohemian lord is so awesome, gets better every second. I´m happy, also kinda depressed, everythin i thought i knew is on the floor, and everything that is possible is so unreachable now. Have no talent, have no charm, not even good grades... i´m totally nothing, i feel as if i was just another person on this planet,

Today I screwed it all up

Today I was with my bohemian lord almost all day long, accidentally touching hands, talking, laughing, playin´ god...he´s the best.