Thursday, July 31
When will you turn around & look at me ♥
It's prettaye late in the night now, & I shall finish this fast before the notebook die on me.
12 days to Prelims, I think it's just another round of useless battle, another round of futile promises & hope.
Not getting upset here, not ranting about school or work,
but just to mention that things are getting harder to overcome now.
In the past there was still a lovely soul to provide neverending support, but I wonder where she's gone to now. Prolly into hiding. Hiding from me.
I guess so
Anways, days are getting harder to get by & everyday seems like a drag, you prolly feel it the same way I do too.
Whatever's the case, I'm not giving up yet. Not until my soul gives up. (:
Phone's spoilt somehow & it's a terrible thing. ):
At least for me, it seems to be.
Goooooody nightsy Earthlings. (:
It's getting harder & harder to breathe
When I'm right beside you
