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Wednesday, February 25, 2015 • 2:54 AM • 0 comments



"Teach me how to love"


Sunday, October 26, 2014 • 2:45 AM • 0 comments



Even the sweetest and happiest dreams will also come to an end.

Goodbye, my First Love.


Saturday, July 12, 2014 • 11:37 PM • 0 comments



The time you promised never ever to make me cry ...

You lied.


Wednesday, June 11, 2014 • 12:37 AM • 0 comments



Idk why, but I felt like we are getting more and more distant from each other.
It feels so different now, about everything.
I wonder if your feelings have changed. ...or is it mine.
I feel so distant from you even if we are so close together, even with you sitting beside me...
I feel like you would probably do better without me as a burden as well...

Idk...


Thursday, May 08, 2014 • 12:40 AM • 0 comments



The pressure is so overbearing I just want to scream my lungs out, scream and scream....

I thought you could understand, but you couldn't,  in the end....


Thursday, April 17, 2014 • 12:34 AM • 0 comments



Am I getting too overbearing for you?
Am I getting too overly attached?
Am I getting too demanding?
Guess I am..
Doesn't felt like you even want to talk to me anymore


Lucky
Thursday, March 20, 2014 • 2:46 PM • 0 comments



I always feel like I'm the luckiest girl whenever I'm with you
I always feel so comfortable with you
I could do anything in front of you and you would not judge me at all
I can probably have a super dressdown day, with my specs and all but yet you will always still say I'm pretty
You gave me everything you had
You never complaint about my stupid short tempers or anything, but love me this way
You never complaint about my shortcomings but always encourages me
You laugh at my clumsiness but still love me anyway
I am the happiest with you because I can be myself


Are you happy with me?