Addicted; ❤ Nothing can be perfect
Sunday, February 28

Nothing can be perfect..
Its juz not fated..
all the tings tat are done..
The hate is getting stronger den the passion..
I guess its juz over..
I miss all of you..
I miss all the tings done there..
I miss it..
I miss everyting and any little tings..
I can still remember the first time wen we met..
Thank you..
I hope time cud juz stop there..
and keep on rewinding..
But its impossible..
I'm off..
-DIM SCENE- 1:26 AM