If being in love is spring, then most probably I’m forever stay in winter.
It’s just like… what… hum… the winter loves me so much and doesn’t want me to go?
A friend told me that I’m just being insecure and freaked myself so much, I have to say he’s right. *shrugs* I have nothing to deny [...]
My (own) kind of winter
I want to buy a relationship
NOTE: It’s written by a delusional girl, who in her current state of boredom unable to think straight and make clear views. No offense to those who loved someone (or some people), as I just stating what I have in mind.
