And the sirens are laughing underneath your skull and your thoughts are turning dull, callous and cold.

MY STOMACH IS HURTING. Actually it's not EVEN my stomach. It's the part-above-my-stomach, I wouldn't know what it's called cause I failed my dissection/body organ test in Biology last year (=

HE IS SO FUCKING CUTE.

I swear. I couldn't stop staring @ him during break today. LOOLOLOL. Our eyes met like 3 times :) AHH.