I will (probably) stand to let you fall under such circumstances,

If you don't want to listen or give any damn,
then it isn't my fault anymore.
You are seriously making the wrong-est decision anyone could ever make.
She is like....  and you still don't mind.
I know it is your own decision, but I know more than you do, so what makes you think you're right?
Everything I said was for your own good, and you just gave me such replies.
It hurts, and to think I almost cried.
I know how you feel, but what you are going into is seriously just.. wrong.

Why did you use that kind of tone when all I did was freak out and say that what you're doing is wrong?
It just came as a shock to me, and which person wouldn't act like me?
We all know the facts, just that you choose to be stubborn and ignorant.

I don't want to actually let you regret or something, or even hurt anyone.

But you just chucked my advice one side, and even asked me to chill.
 la! I know the consequences and she'll be all high and mighty and stuff k.
(I know her longer than you do)

If that really happens, you will be the hardest to forgive.
I am serious because this is serious, makes sense?
Pretty much.

I will be,

		I will marry Toma Ikuta.
		After a wild honeymoon, We will settle down in Town in our fabulous Shack.
		We will have 7 kid(s) together.
		Our family will zoom around in a Orange Lotus .
		I will spend my days as a student, and live happily ever after.

I will be,

I  TOMA IKUTA!!

You never fail to remind me about G, you idiot.
I cannot stand you anymore, that's why I'm avoiding you.

The other you,
you don't study for nuts and you just drift by, hoping that you can get everything right.
ZZZ I'm so pissed off.

Why am I so sensitive

I let go in every way, 'cause I don't need you.

Why does it feel like it's raining in my head?
I don't understand.

I am damn frickin sick man.
Stomach flu, gastric and whathaveyou.
I cannot stand it any longer, who cares if I lost weight?
I'm rlly suffering so much now I hate it alot.
I've been sick for a week already and it seems like it's gonna drag for another week.

My parents keep saying I depend too much on medicine, but then what am I supposed to do?
I know God heals, and I'm rlly praying vvvv hard.
My dad says I have to be strong, but how! Mentally? Physically?
Honestly speaking, I don't even know when this sickness will go away.
I hate sleeping all day at home and not doing productive things, I hate being all alone in the house it sucks.
I hate having to miss out on other activities and such.

Suck man.