Faint echoes that I won’t catch, actions speak louder than words.

I’m trying really hard here, but what’s the point? There was never ever a point to begin with.

I can’t stay mad at you forever, but that doesn’t stop me from feeling hurt.

I hate hanging halfway like this.

 

Sorry. Emo coz i’m still tired from my Cambodia trip. I think I shall go to sleep. I’m not thinking straight. Bye bye.