Hours, days, months, years and decades can go by, but I will never forget the moment when you held me in your arms, considered my eyes and whispered I love you in my ears — it still gives me the shivers. I love you.
I do stumble occasionally. I may be gullible and stupid sometimes because I am not perfect, but I know for sure I am not fake.
I do what I want.
I hate it when people randomly change.
I would like more sisters, that the taking out of one, might not leave such stillness.
My girlfriend says that I treat her like a child, so I gave her a sticker for standing up for herself.
A warm thank you. For all that, you do for me.
I can't wait for the day I stop pretending that I'm really ok when I'm not.
I don't care about popularity. I live in reality. Based on originality. Forget looks. I respect personality.
I hate boys, most of them don't know how much one word can hurt a girl.
I hate when the remote is way over there.
I keep myself busy with things to do, but every time I pause, I still think of you.