Wild, is an understatement.

It's been a rough day. Nothing goes right, not at all.

I cried.

I am trying my level best to bust out from all these shitty emotions, to run away from all the weird dreams i'm having every single night, but fact is, i can't. You're the last thing that ran through my mind before i fall into slumberland and you're also the very first thing i thought of as soon as i wake, let alone the in betweens.

It all boils down to one thing; timing.