the last shot

after the last film was used, it was the last shot.

someone asked me if there is a reason that makes me gloomy. oh there must be some reasons. but above all reasons it is just me.

maybe i can blame it on the period still (which hasn't arrived yet and it bugs me. i am possibly under too much pressure again. no wonder why my skin has gone bad. oh my hair is a mess. my boobs are small... etc.) i am far from pretty these days. the hormones are major. they make me want to do what spring does with the cherry trees. i wonder if he would be the spring or the trees. anyways, he's so far away.

you've got to love someone while you're able.

i need someone to tell me he loves me. i cannot go on with this uncertainty anymore.