If you ask me how I am, I say I'm good. I'm sitting on a hotel bed in Langkawi with a Macbook on my lap, editing a video with great soreness on my feet; which is good. 2014 is ending soon, and I am mostly not ready for that. Twenty fourteen is the year where I began being serious with my ambition of...
"Is it too late to talk?" You made me want hydrocodone. You made me want to write books that will cut you by the hinge of the newly printed papers as much as you have encouraged me to. You made me want to run away from here to somewhere very far away. And you don't realize that. "...it's all fictitious." I used to...
I have always hated coffee when I was little. I'd say I don't understand people who drank coffee. But now that I've become older, I needed caffeine to keep me up and to fulfill the bitter-sweet of life therefore I have chosen to admire coffees. It is probably the only other drink I like warm (I also like iced coffee) apart from hot...
"I know it's over, and it never really began, but in my heart it was so real." -The Smiths It's taking me a lot to say this, but I still really care about you. I just chose to not wonder of them, because I'm growing up, and memories fall apart, and time heals all wounds and I need to love myself first. I...
