Mason
I didn't quite like mornings, not because I wasn't a morning person, no. I barely believed I was a type in that sort. Anyways, I didn't like mornings because it was that part of the day that brought all the bad memories that had been done the night before, dealing with that pending s**t sounded exhausting. And that's exactly what I was doing at the moment. Dealing with it. Alex.
Now that I come to think, Alex bored me. I'm sure you would agree to it. Understand me here, the feelings that I feel for him are there, believe me. The hurt, the barely left bliss, my heart still skips a beat when I catch his glimpse but thinking of him and putting myself in situations that would never happen is exhausting.
Like this morning, I had sore muscles and my body was screaming in pain, dad woke
