Chapter 27 - Different Day, Different Shit

I'm a pervert! Good to know that aite -,-

Clearly I am not having the good time of my life. I am unhappy and upset and confused and I'm feeling like killing myself! Life always gets the worst of me! Urgh!

See on life's resume it says,
Special Skill : Good at making things worst!

Good to know. Cheerio then!
NyotNyetNyotNyet by
A boy who will call me beautiful instead of hot, who will call me back when i hang up on him, who will lie under the stars and listen to my heartbeat, or will stay awake just to watch me sleep. the boy who'll kiss my forehead, who'll want to show me off to the world when i'm in sweats, who'll hold my hand in front of his friends, who thinks i'm just as pretty without makeup on. one who is constantly reminding me of how much he cares and how lucky he is to have me. The one who will turn to his friends and says, thats my love...

This is the kind of love that I'll be waiting for