i'm falling...catch me....

I don't want to hold back, but this little girl's voice at the furthest corner of my head is corrupting my mind with negative thoughts and doubts. Get out.

I know I do, and it fucking scares the shit out of me.
I want to, but I hate the fact that I still don't know..

so many things.

maxed out.

quit playing games.
dai yin mai?
because i'm tired.
i'm sick of being nice.
i really am.
maybe i should not care about anyone.
except myself.

anti-smoking.

quit smoking.

shall try and achieve it.

and somehow i have a mas selamat postcard on my desk.

which i have no idea where it came from.

weird.

enough.

i can't please everyone.
and i'm sick of trying too.
goodnight.

how true

He thought he had everything under control.

On the surface, he kept everything in line.

Actually under those near perfect expression, everything is in a mess.

Endless thoughts flood his mind daily.

Never has he had anyone making him feel like this.

She's just a drug that he can't live without.

Constantly craving for more but he knows he can't have it.

His heart aches, the only cure is to sleep it away only to realize that it's another cycle when he wakes up the next day.

He has yet to realize that he was never in control, rather he was losing control.

thanks for the birthday wishes lovelies.