smugjet

Its very windy tonight..  I can smell the breeze of the sea outside my window.  People outside the street  are all busy roaming around the shops and restaurants nearby. The neon sign of the ice cream parlor looks blurd as the strong wind of the Mediterranean sea approachd.
Its been a week and I’m still the same awful emo you can ever see.  Even though I don’t consider myself as an emo all my friends keep on saying man don’t be so emo or you are so emo quit it.
I want to get over this feeling but I cant help it .
Coz the only person that can  save me from this curse is on holiday in the middle of far far away trance, shes busy  and confused  to ever think of me wanting her just  to even  look at my side.
I must try to get over this.
I so fckng hate it.
I’m crazy over her.
I don’t exactly know what happened to me.
Damn.