Today I'm listening to: "Get Over" by Whitney
Yesterday and the day before and another day before was supposed to be the day of last chances. But it's gonna be today. I stop fooling around. Yes, I said it. It's been perfect for a few days. But these few days made me suffer for few months. There weren't so many tears acutally. There was just some deep pain of trying to forget. Today, no matter how it is going to end, I will drink wine and laugh, very laudly.
