Merry Christmas.
Things will never turn out exactly how you want them to be. And I can't change how things used to be. The images and memories might be blurred now but all the more they should remain unclear. I don't want to know how close we were and how you deleted me off Facebook without a clear explanation.
I want to be the only girl in your world.
But nonetheless, it's only a dream.
Merry Christmas! Going to eat my long awaited braised chicken tomorrow at Vis a Vis then sit on the Singapore Flyer. Can you guys say WOO? It ain't big shit but do you think I care? Nuh. Haha anyway I'm going to take a good sleep, gave Hamza a new name lol.
Sigh I feel like a snail, I emerge when confident and collapse and return when disrupted. I swear I asked my mom to gtfo of my room over a million times. She's watching Breakout again and again omg lol.
I want you to make the guilt trip now.