There's no such things as happy endings
Tiffs are unhealthy. But it isn't something you can escape from. Especially me, with my wicked mouth. For once, i wish i am mute. Then again, i do not wish for this wish to come true. For the world may stand still if this girl doesn't talk, even for a minute. Even now as im typing this down, my mouth is moving. I am singing my hearts out @ 12:09 am. I am currently listening to Chiodos, so i am really singing my hearts out. I feel much better this way, some kind of therapy i guess. Inspires to sing, someone once said my voice pretty much suck, and therefore i stopped singing in public. Thus i can only sing either in my room or of course, in the bathroom.
Then again, i start to miss those nights. Those kental nights when he would call and listen to all my blabbering. And then he would be laughing his ass off listening to me singing. He feels i always sing out of tune, and that i pretty much don't notice. And thus we would end up arguing who is the one out of tune and who is the one deaf toned. And of course he will win. Obviously. Because those were the time i used to call him girlfriend, vice versa. I miss that moment, but that again, i know it will never come back, for that is past tense. And thus i shall not mention this again, anymore.
Something is bothering me though, and i am not sure if i should blog about this. Then again, i need opinions. Well, here it goes..
Should i confess to this guy whom i hardly know?
Eyy stupid, you shouldn't cause he will freak out. Then again, i am too brave for the wrong intentions.
Nights earthlings, i see what my dreams say.
Then again, i start to miss those nights. Those kental nights when he would call and listen to all my blabbering. And then he would be laughing his ass off listening to me singing. He feels i always sing out of tune, and that i pretty much don't notice. And thus we would end up arguing who is the one out of tune and who is the one deaf toned. And of course he will win. Obviously. Because those were the time i used to call him girlfriend, vice versa. I miss that moment, but that again, i know it will never come back, for that is past tense. And thus i shall not mention this again, anymore.
Something is bothering me though, and i am not sure if i should blog about this. Then again, i need opinions. Well, here it goes..
Should i confess to this guy whom i hardly know?
Eyy stupid, you shouldn't cause he will freak out. Then again, i am too brave for the wrong intentions.
Nights earthlings, i see what my dreams say.