talk.
i need to know so many things.
how and why?
i need to know what you're thinking.
talk.
i need to talk to you
but why is it so impossible
for you to talk?
by roma magsumbol
This was me when I first set up my blog: Actually i'm just a girl who crosses her legs every morning while drinking a cup of coffee.
This is me now (26.12.18): Actually, I just wanna really find true happiness. I will always be a kid inside so if you're annoyed at me, I DON'T CARE (saying this like how would say it when I'm drunk).
14 November 2010
08 November 2010
just arrived from quezon. from tikboy's wake.
every time i look at him in the coffin.. i get confused. and it seems that i don't know anymore what to feel when someone's dead. ever since my mom died, i think the world has taught me to be numb and emotionless.
and now that i am back in manila. i had fights with my boyfriend and my sisters
sigh...
every time i look at him in the coffin.. i get confused. and it seems that i don't know anymore what to feel when someone's dead. ever since my mom died, i think the world has taught me to be numb and emotionless.
and now that i am back in manila. i had fights with my boyfriend and my sisters
sigh...
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