The pain will get weaker tomorrow. I will fuck off this place that reminds me of everything.

My other phone number. Maybe even no makeup so that nothing will be washed off with tears.
Maybe I'll let myself have a small glass of hot wine as a painkiller in an extremely hard case. And I'll fall asleep at once after that.
I'll be sitting on the porch at night creating my stupid handwritten letters into nowhere [already].
I will do my best to finish the pierced butterfly.
A girls' home party - my adorable cousin, a friend and me. A horror movie, wild laughter until morning and sleeping all day. Yes, I've forgotten of makeup experiments. ^^

But my only dream was to get an sms message with any nice words of support before the exam. The one who tells me he loves me (after about 5 times of leaving) just wrote he refuses to come to my city and that he wants dirty pics with me. No reaction to what I said - "sorry, I don't want to argue, I have an exam in 10 minutes..."

Maybe I'll write sth from there if I have access to the net.

I wish there was at least sb real to be waiting for me. Stupid dreams, like the whole me.