My birthday. 17 years.

Nothing feels right, not right now.
Its 8.31am, ive been sitting silently in my room.
Window open, ipod plugged. Listening to 9 crimes by Damien Rice.

"Is that alright, yeah?"

I think its about lovers cheating on each other. How great.
James Morrison's 'SURRENDER' also strucks a chord as he belts, "Its time to give in when the pieces dont fit anymore".

Things with my boyfriend arent right. He made my cry last night on the phone.
He claimed that he thought it was all in the name of fun,
that he 'dared' me to hang up the phone and I threatened back that he should take it back coz if i really did it it meant that we were over.

I couldnt take it, I still cant.
It hurt most that he COULDNT make things better. He tried for about an hour. Hung up, promised me that it would be alright, and hell make it alright. to have FAITH in him.

I dont have any faith left to hand out.

What now. Break up on impulse? Everytime theres an impulsive feeling I keep on telling myself DONT. its an IMPULSE.

Take a breather. Breathe. Out. In. Hold.

My exams end in about 3 weeks from today. I think im overly stressed coz of it. My year 12 exams, My life, and the decision that goes upon.

So maybe its best to just block everything out till then.
and take about 10 days off from the world and just regain this girl back.

Other than that, Happy Birthday to Me.
I just wish It could've been better. But
hey-

We're only young once right?

Sides,

'The Trick is, To Keep Breathing"