heated arguement with mum yesterday.

jus bcos she messed up my room.

call me a hot-tempered bitch.

but i think it's da cause of pms.

lately i feel im still living in da past.

da yearn for that one is magnificant.

suffocating.

• when someone say sth which he told me b4.

phobia is wad i feel.

• when a breeze of hugo boss bypass my nostrials.

him is wad i think.

• when i sit at da staircase of t18.

memories flash through my eyes.

• when i drink carrot juice.

carrefour comes into my mind.

• when i sleep at nite.

his hug is wad i yearn for.

well. this is seriously out of control. i jus cant get him out of my mind. at da same time. i dont know wad im anymore.

this suck!

tourniquet.

why arent u herre yet?