You start to get hurt the moment you start to care

So shouldn’t I care at all?

I wish I could. I need school to distract me.

Life is not just pretty roses. It comes with the painful thorns.
One more week. Just one more week.
And I’ll be away from you, away from shits.

I wanna stay there forever and never come back.
Quit school and marry some farmer or whoever and live some simple life.

Hah. If only.