read the signs

It’s been a while now, since I complained about exam stress and emotional shit and whatnot. Here I am again.

Lemme be straight here folks.

I don’t wanna be a sadass loser, but I’m really down man. It’s not like I don’t wanna man up and tell her – I already know the answer, so what can I say. I’m a mere classmate that exists, that does not affect or impact in anyway her life – it’s proven man. She’s up there and I’m down here. It’s not fair, it just isn’t. Why the fuck did I fall into this trap.

Low confidence much? Tell me about it.

Writing this shit here’s supposed to help me feel better. Ain’t working.