the greatest worst thing ever. alone on an island. how depressing. it’s just too much.

she okay. she’s cute. she seems quite different though. half of him misses her old self. it’s just so all confusing. he doesn’t know if he really does. okay. he probably does. why must it be like this.

she’s been in camp for 3 days. he misses her quite a bit. okay. a bit is a lie. he misses her much. he still can’t believe he’s been like this for 2 and a half years now.

it’s still as bad as the past. it’s worse now. it’s back to 2 years ago. when he cried. he missed her every minute of his life. she’s here all the time now. but she’s not the same. he and she are not the same. she still doesn’t know he still feels the same about her. still the same. no, he really likes. no loves her.

he really wants to spend his life with her. he misses her much. goodness. he needs help.

not again. he’s going all over her again. he can’t help it. she is just being herself. he finds her irresistible. he thinks she’s just too cute.

he’s reached it. getting older now. he was happy with the stuff he had gotten. some things more special than others. but still, he wants more. he can’t help but think of the small one. there’s something wrong with him.

he feels empty. he feels unsatisfied. he doesn’t know what to do. he isn’t feeling happy at all. he doesn’t know why he feels as such. he wants to cheer up. he has to press on. he hopes that Christ would be the centre.

somehow the same thing happened. not to the boy. but to another one. the little girl did what she did best. dumped. now the boy has second thoughts. but he shouldn’t take another sneak. its no use. nothing’d work out.

the boy’s stupid. he read it again. he still can’t believe what happened more than 2 years ago. he thinks he’d never get over it. he wants to see her old self again. maybe not. he’d feel more hurt that way. he still wonders where’d he go wrong. why.