Why are you reading this? Ahahaha. I'll assume that it's because you want to know why I'm going to die.

Nyah.

I can't bring myself to type it.

All I know is that I'm going to die.

Not literally, because I love life. I mean I'm going to die figuratively, because my heart is being split in two.

This is worse than the Snow Pea case. Much, much, MUCH worse.

Someone be my therapist. PLEASE. I'm serious.

When. Is. He. Coming. Back?

I'm getting impatient >.<

ARGH.

Screw my hypothalamus. It's as soft as whipped cream. It just can't stay still for a month, can it?

I know I used to say I didn't miss him at all, but now everything has been turned upside-down.

IT'S UNFAIR.

MFYW:((