a year back, i said you could count on me because you needed help. now, all you care about is yourself. you don't need me, you need a robot.

my smile is precious, so smile back please, and don't make me feel like a wasted piece of shit.

and when you win the teacher, the feeling is damn freaking awesome.

and i notice people are copying my goodnight and sweetdreams~

i want to say sorry, but what can i do when sorry isn't in her vocab?

if you can adapt to the facebook change, why can't you adapt to everything else in life???

i wanted to write something then i totally forgot about what i was going to do

the bus is more comfortable than my bed.

Treat me like a princess, or i'll treat you like a frog

the next big day. APRIL FOOLS DAY.