you can't just leave me.


so i've decided on a drink.
apple cinnamon latte/ice blended.
cause i got the inspiration from yummy apple cinnamon muffins.
i love eating them.

you dont have to say, what you did.

and i've learnt, that when guys have wet dreams.
they ejaculate.
if thats how you spell it.
and its damn funny.
imagine if you do that.
then when you wake up in the middle of the night after the dream.
you'll have to clean yourself up.
thats so troublesome la!
and damn funny too.


and i never wanted to be further away from the length of your arms.


school's in.
and i'm pretty much gone.
nobody is listening to the faci.
so i guess applied chem is going to pass by me studying like mad.


hold me tight and don't let go.


and i realised that nothing has changed.
even though i had such a resolve to change whats going on.
i wont listen to empty promises.
but i can't help myself.
telling you once that i was out to get what i want without a conscience.
but then yours got in the way.
and in time.
mine did as well.
so i guess conscience is a pretty important thing.


a trophy wife, oh how cute.


i'm never going to be perfect for you.
but at least i've tried my best.
i wasn't the one who gave up.
i never got around to knowing you.
maybe thats why i chose not to go on.
maybe its better for us this way.


does it hurt to know i'll never be there?