I tried, but I can't, and I need to forget.

I want to love you
but I can't need you
I want to hold you
but I can't reach you.

Free me from you
free me from you
free me from you.

TAKE ME BACK TO THE SWEET TIMES.

Perhaps it's due to the fact that it's THAT time of the year; the time where students now sit in the seats that I had only found myself in a year ago, frantically waiting for the horrors of what is pinned down by a number to be over. But I find myself, more often than not, glancing over the times I once thought were so hard. I cannot help but chuckle; it was actually all so much easier back then.
I cannot even be bothered to bring myself to tie in words together to convey my feelings and emotions because I know that by the end of it, I'll end up in one huge puddle of an emotional mess. But to be short and concise, I really do miss the days I thought I had left behind. I miss it more than ever, and I wish I could go back.

WHERE ARE YOU WHEN I NEED YOU MOST?

Attempted an all-nighter determined to finish my chemistry report and ended up procrastinating for hours on end. Had two fat cups of coffee and two nodoz tablets. I'm totally regretting the procrastination, because in all honesty, if I had at least tried to complete my report instead of trolling on facebook, I would have gotten at least 5 hours of decent sleep. But no, some part of me decided that trolling took precedence over the report and I am totally regretting all of this. The caffeine isn't kicking in and I'm so damn tired. Nonetheless, there won't be any more reports to write up!
I'm glad it's Friday, but damn, all I want to do is waste the remainder of this day away and sleep.

Some people will never understand, not even stop for a second to look at the bigger picture, and draw on conclusions their minds concoct, making them believe the worst of people.
You deem yourself a 'people person' but you are so judgemental. But hey, whatever helps you sleep at night.

365

Goodbyes were said and heartbreak we met.

All that pain and misery that lingered our minds for days before we left the faces we've come to know so well through the year, all that was said to be "the most difficult time in our lives" has all just disappeared. Has anyone ever taken a second to stop and think about those who helped us back up when we fell, or say thanks to all those helping hands that were leant to us when needed it the most?

Sometimes you can't help but feel that words are empty and promises always come hand in hand with false hope.