love is something that all of us cant explain ..

it brings us joy, sadness, hurt, and the butterfly feeling in our tummy each time we think of that person.
(:

yes i might not have a very good life,
i might not be the happiest person around.

but.

the thought of that one person makes me happy.
and i feel like im the luckiest person in the world.

people say you lead your own life like how you want it to be .
you dont have to account to anybody of anything.

i know i want this guy , and no matter what happens,
i never regretted once .
(:

james,
i love you.
it doesnt matter if we're far apart,
because we know we have each other in our hearts.
you changed me so much ..
and i want to be with you forever.
(:

i love you baby.
3 years and 1 month.
going stronger than before.
(:


<3

breaking down every single minute.

2nd time im seeing myself dead.

i really wish im dead now.

maybe its time .

im tired.

i lost the will to survive.

just choosing the day i will finally let go of everything and disappear.

then,

everybody will be happy.

maybe they will be sad.

but time heals.

i know i would be forgotten.

its okay,

my needs and thoughts were never known anyway.

goodbye.

might be the last time i post here.

might not?

we'll see.

nobody cares.

never will.

only a matter of time people sees this.

till then its too late.

today,

i see myself sitting on a chair .
with a razor blade, cutting through my wrist.
bright red blood flowing through my hand.
the light-headedness.
amazing.

i see the ambulance.
i said my goodbyes.
i see my brother calling.

i hear my name pronounced dead.
i wandered around.

i disappeared from your lives.
i wondered what happens after that.