I hate this feeling. I'm gonna miss you, sistah. yeah, tomorrow you gonna go back and leave me here, alone. Last night, we had fight. you cried, I awry. but what can I do? I'm sorry sis, I love you and I'm begging you that please don't leave me. I need you, I'm bored and I'm nothing without you, I need your advice, I need your jokes to make me happy. This is so awkward. I hate my life. Fuck my life.
Bye.
