even the way i talk, the way i see what's bared in front of my eyes, i reflected his demeanor.  "there's nothing to writing, only sitting down in front of a keyboard... and

Only some men will want to learn what it feels like to curl themselves into a question mark around you, Admit they don’t have the answers they thought they would by now. Some

never thought it's possible to miss someone this much. i thought when he's gone everything won't make any sense. but it does now. it makes sense the vividliest. that i've not only fell

all my accounts are updated. some hasn't been updated since 3 years and i was like, whaaat dear me, you were so young and foolish. hahaha. life happens and it happens so fast.

Once there was a tree.... and she loved a little boy. And everyday the boy would come and he would gather her leaves and make them into crowns and play king of the

udu belagu opera / Cobie Caillat / soprano seharitu. puusing. udu belagu opera / Cobie Caillat / soprano seharitu. puusing.

on days like this, i miss you the most. really wish i could talk to you like we always did, but i'm just me, i'm frightened of the possibilities. during my rough days,

suddenly feeling dumb. arrr. suddenly feeling dumb. arrr.