Quite the night

Ultimately, I have no excuses. But in my mind, willpower is a quantifiable thing. If I could point out the main contributor to what was forcing me to use a lot of it, it would be the fact that you made her angry and sad. I don't care what you call me, but next time I see you I will hurt you in front of everyone.

Sigh, it's that kind of thought that I have to fight. Part of me wants to just let loose and do whatever I want. But the other has to remind the whole about the consequences of such actions, to forget and not let the other person win by being unhappy. I will live my own life, unaffected by people like you.

Anyways, by then I hope people understand why I felt down over something small. But it was just big enough to impact me, and I just didn't have enough willpower. I just "wanted" to feel sad as if I wanted to stop running, if that made sense. I'm sorry to the people who I worried. Next time I will make better use of my energy and not get brought down by such things.

On an unrelated note, I can't get this song out of my head now.