Sometimes this thing between us goes a little haywire, right?
We just smile at each other, we laugh at stuff, we do things that we normally would do,

but inside, we know it isn't that good.

Me, I'm starting to taste a bit of the anti-social medicine again.
Or have I always been this way?

I look on the outside, I'm sad, because I know that I can't keep you to myself.
I think I tend to get a little possessive leh. Omg.
Anyway, it's just that, sometimes I want to drag you over and talk, just the two of us, because it's so easy talking to you,
but then, it won't happen.

I've changed over the years. Not very pure anymore. Which means I am an evil calculating bitch sometimes.
So maybe that's why.

I am hopeless because I try and try and then I give up and in the end, it takes great sacrifice for me to be able to climb to the top. I'm so far below.

Haven't been sleeping well these few days, (Zoey says I don't look it.)
Ohwell, it's a Friday anyway.
I would get to see Onii-chan tomorrow. So hopefully it won't be a emo Friday like as usual.

Long train/bus rides are so annoying. Waste of time, it's not as if I don't spend enough time stoning at home.