Dear Caffeine,
Haven’t tasted you for some time now. How are you? I know it’s not nice of me to drink you only when I need more energy than I normally have, but I’m sure you understand. In the end, what are friends for if not for being there when you need them, right?

Dear Caffeine,
Have I told you I love the way my heart beats faster every time I drink you? How it goes thud, thud, thud? How I get dizzy when I get up from the chair? How I feel like I’m living in a dream and everything around is blurry and I’m feeling numb?

Dear Caffeine,
Do you know I almost cried today when I read his latest e-mail? Did I tell you how I wanted to reply Fuck you!, but I’m a nice girl and I keep things like that to myself and instead I’ll write a nice e-mail and say I’m happy for him and other crap? How I’m furious with myself for my stupid crushes, for actually needing to have a crush in order to feel OK? How I don’t actually care anymore, but I can’t help asking what if?

Dear Caffeine,
Don’t you just hate it when you’re like an open book and you can’t hide your feelings? You just keep telling to yourself that this time you’re not going to leave any more comments, that you’re not going to be the one to make the next move, that you’re going to stop, but of course you can’t. And you know you’re pathetic - with your crushes, and your comments, and with the way you look at him, and with what you’re saying, with your fantasies, with the way you’re obsessing over everything he says. Don’t you just hate it when that happens? And don’t you just hate the fact that it happens every bloody time?

Dear Caffeine,
Did I tell you that I can’t eat chocolate anymore? It seems that I’m not able to finish a bar of chocolate after I’ve unwrapped it. And it just remains on my desk for days till it makes me sick just looking at it and I end up throwing it away. Did I tell you that I can’t drink tea anymore? It’s too warm to drink something that hot. Did I tell you I miss my chocolate eating-tea drinking self?

Dear Caffeine,
Do you know that in real life I pretend I’m happy and alright, but I actually feel like shit? Do you have any idea how badly I want to disappear?

Roblogfest party:

didn’t get my hands on a Fredo&Pid’Jin T-shirt, but I convinced Dragos to give me his; too bad it’s L and it’s huge for me and I have to sleep in such a beautiful T-shirt cause I can’t wear it outside

there were 2 other girls with orange hair

I’ve been told that I don’t look like a child anymore, with my new haircut and stuff, but I refuse to believe that; it’s just nonsense

Fire:

Dragos can still boogie, he’s not that rusty after all *don’t kill me, please!*

always a pleasure to party with my friends

last time I was in Fire, I was with the guys. Miss you, dudes Do come back someday

On the way home:

a T-shirt with Roblogfest mysteriously disappeared from my bag - I had 3 of them when I entered the club and 2 when I got back home

I lost one of my new earrings

*The Doors - Light my fire