We think there is endless time to live but we never know which moment is last. So share, care, love, and celebrate every moment of life.

What type of girl would be as crazy as me, holding a boy in her arms knowing that his head is full of another girl.

Am I an idiot, or what?

Or probably, I’m just too broken to be broken anymore.

I was contented. But everytime I get contented, something fucks up.

This time, I’m completely sure I’m gonna lose you forever, but you know what, I don’t really wanna care anymore.