Your appearance in my life is like my eyesight, blurry.
The most painful part of being broken is knowing that you can fix yourself alone but decided not to, because you are hoping that someone will do it for you.
You are the combination of unspilled letters inside my aching throat,
The very curves and strokes of lines on my scratch paperThe every drop of tears my lacrimal glands produced
Because you live in a place where my dolorous heart belongs.
So today I have a quiz in Chemistry (about Organic compounds’ structure and Isomerism) and have a practical exam in Microbiology (Culture Media Pour Plating) Haven’t done with my review yet and my class will start at 7 ‘til 8. Have some school errands to do after Biology and I don’t know if I can still manage to scan my notes after that.
Oh gods and goddesss of wisdom! Help me please!