Even if after the accident I started to sms with BD, I felt like my obsession was coming to an end and I didn`t do anything else, except rare smses and beeps. But now Ioana is really getting into him. She`s preparing to ask him out. :)))) Can`t say it bothers me, but there are some signs of jealousy.. :)) Oh well, that won`t matter tomorrow in Cage.
Dad`s away again, this time in Bulgary. Haven`t heard his voice for a while. Mom keeps gettin` on my nerves when I`m zombified of tiredness and too much thinking. Tomorrow Cage, so again, none of these will matter.
I`m lazy. This holiday won`t do me any good except the sleeping time in the morning and complete rebellion during nighttime. My brain will jump into the passive state of activity and remain there for about a month. When I realize it, it`ll be too late, my grades will be all fucked up in the next semester. Will it matter tomorrow ? No way.
Three retired old fellas in the back of the 23 bus, talking about their lack of money, blaming the government and the political system. Cotoara`s words, in a flashback : ‘Old people are so useless !’ .. Then the feelings start to mix : rage, pity, sickness, hate. But tomorrow, in Cage, none of that will matter.
The messenger list is full and I`m not talking to anybody, it`s like they`re all strangers to me. Loneliness dominates me now like it never did in my life and it doesn`t seem to bother me, I`m ok with it. There are bigger dramas in this world than my bad period of over six months now. Tomorrow I won`t give a fuck about the world.
I wanna drown in a sea of forgetfulness.