My laptop is dying.

[x_the_duck]

Year is ending.

High school is finishing.

I continue to avoid that relationship. I don't even care anymore.

My mum grows increasingly worried about my well being since reading Nineteen minutes by Jodi Picult.

I probably shouldn't tell her that I can somewhat relate to that boy.

Some things never change. Ten years don't make a damn difference for some.

I wouldn't be able to tell my mother about it if she asked me. I could never explain how much it hurt me.
                But I could show her how much it hurt me.