Hating the PMS. Seriously. I keep wanting to stuff food in my mouth every hour. GG. But whatever, I really don't care. I'm just gonna grow fat and die.

And yeah, I think so too. Like what you said. Things would have been 'okay' when that day comes. But not anymore. It's just so sad to think about how different it'll be. It's all just a memory now...

Pretense, that's all we know to it, right ?