Sleepless.

Been lying on my bed for almost two hours now thinking of a boy. Two full hours. What am I doing with my life at the moment.

I mean I prayed a little; so I guess the two hours weren't wasted completely. 

The fact that I'm like 99.9% sure he isn't even concerned about my life is what is just making me question what the heck my emotions are playing at.

Sigh.

Teenage years...