Need a brainwasher

I can't believe it's almost the end of June. And I can't believe I didn't work very hard on this blog for the month. I have a reason, reasons may be. I need a brainwasher. The images of nomis still scatter in my brain. I refused to write them down because I don't want to remember how stupid I am right now when I look at my blog again like 10 years later.

yes... i confessed to Colin last night, that I still thought of him, a lot. I mean wtf am I thinking? Although we just met each other twice outside the clinic, I remembered a lot of things from him. Why? I remembered the way he smiled, the way he thought, the way he kissed me, the way he touched me, the way he slept, the way he said thank you, the way he handed me the water. And now we are not talking to each other. As I was talking to congee last night, we completely evapourated from each other's life. All it remained is pieces of memory mushrooming in my pig head. I hate it. I HATE IT. Then I asked myself, well what the hell do you want? If you want him that much, call him or stock him or do watever you can. But no, i don't want him back. See how bad I need a brainwasher? or I need something to hit my head and causes some memory loss.