I'm aware I seldom blog, blog about my feelings and whatsoever. - because through so long, I was never so sad like the past.

Seriously, is this a good news or bad news?

Hah, that's so me when I stay at hotel rooms.

http://youtu.be/tSdELZxEnHY?hd=1

The scariest part in being loved by someone is the uncertainty that they may stop anytime.

Too much commitments. I'm working too hard and too much. I hardly have anytime for myself that I'm suffocating, I'm dying. I'm totally worned out, sick and tired. I'm tired of all these. Fuck it.

Before this, We were just complete strangers. We became friends, to lovers. We became lovers, to friends. And now, we're back to lovers and I never want to return it to friend again. Please make this last. For as much as I'll do, I'll do. I love chu my boy :)

It was never enough. I miss you so much now.