pet pot pet pot. No idea.

When I miss you, sometimes I listen to music or look at pictures of you, not to only remind me of you but to make me feel as if I'm with you. I hear ur name sometimes, but when I turn around to see who it is, I'm alone. Then I realized that it's my heart telling me that I miss u.You grab my attention when you walk into the room I am in. It could be midnight and I'll still be thinking of you. Fuck, i really hate this. the day will comes. should i shoot my head or eat pills so that i can sleep for one whole day. day by day, it closer, closer closer. fuck i hate this.