cooped in my room the whole day. somehow i feel that i'll be doing this for a very long time.

emo music blastin. tears falling. enough said.

we are all tired i guess. maybe more for you. don't worry. you don't have to be tired no more. what you want, you'll get it.

you promised about giving me the world. now you complain about having to feel the need to give me the world. whatever it is, may you know what you want.

and if you miss me, i guess i'm never too far.

not as far as you are from me.

you're drifting- like a snapped kite. or maybe i'm drifting.

doesn't matter anymore. does it.