Feeling kind of dazed and groggy,
And I'm not under the influence of alcohol,
Or anything like that.
Time seems to be crawling.
It's always like that when I have nothing to do.
Or rather,
I don't feel like doing anything.
I'll rather sit and stone,
And think.

Thinking about you of course.

Even someone made of stone would collapse,
If he had to deal with a breakup everyday.
It's causing me an inordinate amount of mental distress,
And I'm about to collapse.

People must find my blog really boring.
Boring boring boring.
All I write about are breakups.
And shoes.
By the way,
I'm starting to save up on the pair of Euro Air Force 1s.
Oops,
There I go on one of my irrelevant tangents.

Today was really bad unfortunately.
I had yet to recover from the quarrel last night,
And your sms caught me off-guard.
I didn't expect it.
Not now at least.

I can't believe it.

I've been in a daze ever since I received the sms.
Heard the Audioslave song?
I'm really Like A Stone now.

You guys can't even begin to fathom what a monster I am,
To make someone who loves me turn away from me.