Supergirl No More

I kinda missed you. Lol kidding, what I'm trying to say is that I kinda missed you, A LOT. You don't know how much it hurts me not telling you boring stories that happened through out the day. How I woke up late because of dreaming or would I say nightmare about your boss. Lol, him visiting my dream is extremely a nightmare. I also want to make pabebe of how my leg hurts. I wanted to hear how concerned you are. I wanted to read some text messages me not to stand and stroll at the office. I wanted to tell you when Eva and Thea were telling me stories of what happened to you giving me small clues of it. I wanted to text you right away, but I can't. I checked that stupid gay's post just to checked what was Thea's saying, and there. God knows how I want to text you, how I want to comfort you. But I cant. I don't know. I'm afraid of how to react of all those things. Sorry. Maybe this is what you feel right now, you're also afraid of my reactions that you ended up not sharing stories of anything as well. And I know all's my fault. I should be blamed of everything. And here I am instead telling you about all these things, well I guess, should be thankful to Tumblr.

Love,

Superweak Girl