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