memories werent created for torture.


last day of work tmr.
like, fasttt.
okay not really.
this week's been like the longest week in the entire hol.
i think. i cant even rmb what i did for the rest of the weeks lol.
k. i dont feel so emotional anymore.
unlike my past failed attempts to quit and then rum persuades me not to.
okay, its like reverse psychology.
it friggin works on me all the time.
damn it.

currently having this really really bad eyeliner effect due the lack of sleep.
i feel tired, and i go to bed, rather early.
but i cant sleep like until hours.
like stone oni...
crap.

gna work with rum and jill tmr.
like scarrryyy.
ok not really.
idk ah, im really tired.
wna get it over and done with.
will gulp down cartons of 120F flat milk.
please please pleasee be available tmr.
if not i'll cry and everything.
lol. i swear i will spam milk.
like drink one every hour.
and i'll kiss the cake fridge.
and hide in the freezer.
and run to the dumping ground.
and steal scones. okay maybe not.
but yes. i will do every crazy thing.
and i'll eat creamy cocoa powder.
im gna miss everything ):

k lah, bye. ):