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Chapter 159:- Explosion.
My head is about to explode. So many things. So many things. So many feelings rushing in and out. I don't think I've ever felt so...anxious. If this is the right word. I would say scared, petrified--even, but no.
Monday, I will go and leave for another 'trip' of mine. This time, I am leaving alone, and where I am going, there is none of that so-called 'family'. In short, I will be on my own. Even though I know that this isn't the case.
Brian. Like I said before, I met Brian on the internet, like everybody seems to meet nowadays. We've been knowing each other for about more than a year now, and not only is he my best friend, the best friend I ever had and could ever ask for. But he is the man that I love, the one I loved the most in all my life. Anxious? No, petrified is just the right word at this point.
Monday, I am leaving on a bus trip. 80 hours, three days of bus. Direction--Brian.
I thought that time was passing by too slowly. I wanted to skip all the unnecessary preparation, the wait, and just get it over with. Just hug him already. But now that I have two days left before I throw myself out to so many things that are completely unknown to me, I am gradually beginning to panic. And it's quickly rising and reaching it's peak.
If I didn't care that much, I wouldn't be so afraid to lose him.
My head is about to explode. So many things. So many things. So many feelings rushing in and out. I don't think I've ever felt so...anxious. If this is the right word. I would say scared, petrified--even, but no.
Monday, I will go and leave for another 'trip' of mine. This time, I am leaving alone, and where I am going, there is none of that so-called 'family'. In short, I will be on my own. Even though I know that this isn't the case.
Brian. Like I said before, I met Brian on the internet, like everybody seems to meet nowadays. We've been knowing each other for about more than a year now, and not only is he my best friend, the best friend I ever had and could ever ask for. But he is the man that I love, the one I loved the most in all my life. Anxious? No, petrified is just the right word at this point.
Monday, I am leaving on a bus trip. 80 hours, three days of bus. Direction--Brian.
I thought that time was passing by too slowly. I wanted to skip all the unnecessary preparation, the wait, and just get it over with. Just hug him already. But now that I have two days left before I throw myself out to so many things that are completely unknown to me, I am gradually beginning to panic. And it's quickly rising and reaching it's peak.
If I didn't care that much, I wouldn't be so afraid to lose him.
