i think it's because i dont want to lose you, ever.

i'm tired.
and i need to finish my book soon.
i don't feel like doing anything but reading and sleeping.

i cant have chocolate,
or i'd break out more.
damn this pimples.
they are damn annoying.

i dont wana go to schoooooooool.
cos i'm really really tired.
one more month till a whole week of break.
mannnnnn, i cant wait.


And I'll be here by the ocean
Just waiting for proof that there's sunsets and silhouette dreams
All my sand castles fall like the ashes of cigarettes
And every waves drags me to sea
I could stand here for hours
Just to ask God the question, "Is everyone here make-believe?"
With a tear in His voice, He said, "Son, that's the question."
Does this deafening silence mean nothing to no one but me?