i am a 2 year old addict.
i take pictures with my eyes.
my beating muscle is co-owned.
and if found,do call.

we were built this way.

or it might just be me.either way i know we go through that much obstacles God passes down to us.and everything happens for a reason;no matter how cliched that sounded like.every birth,death,blink,wink,heartbeats,heartbreaks.and for every reason,a choice was made.and for the reason of love,im glad we chose to stick by each other.ive put you through so many rough patches and bumpy roads.sometimes,i want to bury my head underground and just have that moment of peace and think.no,not think.to exhale.ive been holding my breath for so long hoping you wont give up.and i am still holding on.cause i dont know if ive pushed you too far.i dont know if you'd walk away.and no,im not doubting you,though it sounds like i am.i just am clueless.cause i always thought it was all or nothing.or i might have to grow up.

rain makes me emo-fried.but i like the rain.been a while since i saw droplets of water slowly trickle then quickly slip.i missed feeling rain on my head and body.okayy.i really think the warmth of last week completely fried my brain.completely.

nadd's leaving laila and i to go to malacca at the end of the week.which is also the end of the month.february always seems to fly so fast.it just seemed last week was the end of january.boo.tomorrow is laila's last paper and i wish you all the best.no worries and please dont panic.you'll do fine just like how you did for so many other papers.zomg.i have school on friday.i tend to forget that.bleah.

and with this vow;