you make it hard for me to concentrate...

papa called it a blessing in disguise.
chabelita said we're meant to be bestfriends because we think alike.
i said you make it so hard for me to concentrate because you are everywhere even if you are not here.
it sounds fucking retarded but i don't care.
everything i know is about to change.
we'll find out tomorrow and the next day and the next...
... and this makes me scared. fucking scared to death.