sketch me your face

what the f.

whats all these sadness?!

im just eating chips and chilling out in front of the com and suddenly BOOM.

this heart gets heavy for no reason.

i havent been here for a long while, ive missed typing.

ive missed typing love letters/entries.

ive missed thinking about a girl for 18 hours daily except that 6hours of nap.

ive missed smiling stupidly to myself in front of the mirror.

ive missed the silly bickering moments.

what have i been missing out?

F

Fx2

Fx7

speak about stm, her images are fading.

when i close my fucking eyes, i cant even get a clear view of her face like before.

and of all times, bloody itunes' playing ti amo.

and ive missed the noises in the house.

im alone, not for long but im actually home alone.

theres no horrible mom's cooking where i'll go. "not again!?"

theres no more loud TV volume from my dad.

theres no more elder sis slamming the door when shes back from work like the whole world owes her one.

theres no more Alvin Lim closing the door for privacy.

but its okay, i will get over this shit soon.

i needed time by my own.

for no reasons, or yet that are found.

im fine, yes frankly speaking i am fine.

yeah, guys like us, we're hard on the surface.

inside's all jelly.

i probably know that all along, but some guys still want to save this little privilege for that somebody.

only that somebody will know or notice it.

im absolutely done for now,

gonna prepare for Chloe's birthday.

happy 21st.