I have no time to open up my file to even look through anything and the exam is in October.
My heart is on collision course every weekday, while my life is on a collision course to hell.
I am way to engrossed with him, but at the same time I don't dare make a connection or even acknowledge his existence. Every morning, I waste 15 over minutes picking out what to wear.
Every morning, I debate if I should blow dry my hair. Everyday I hope I get the opportunity to speak up. I doubt he even knows I bloody hell exist.
Literally taking my breath away.
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