Tenth Scar

{'The tragedy of life is not death but what we let die inside of us while we live.'}

Sunday afternoon.

Sounded like it was just an ordinary day but my mind was constantly begging to submit. It was like all the dirty thoughts I had gathered to my brain formed like a bomb which was set to spark off anytime. It was very odd for me to feel like this. It wasn't the first time for me to be invited over by a beautiful girl but why I was so tense when it came to my angel?

Favorably, my recent doll was on the vacation trip with her family so I didn't get to talk to her about the plan. And I still had to think of something that could make her agree that she wasn't my type of girl as I had told Quinn last Thursday. I was hoping that she decides to discharge herself from school or maybe she could forget about all of me once she gets back.

But I knew that it was impossible. I never even had a proper break up with her. In fact, I ignored her calls and messages throughout the entire break. Great, ri