Sleep is hard to come by these few times, you keep appearing in my mind all the time.
And when you ask, this is why I can't tell you. You'd freak out. It's you, you're every line, you're every word, you're every thought.. you're everything can't you see? A hundred more things to tell you, but otherwise won't fit.

You got me falling like a top, so much that I'm bent over, toppled on the ground and helpless.
Because I'm not good enough. And it hurts even more to know I'm all alone.

BUT thank you for giving me the best birthday I've had in a long while, felt so much like a small kid all over again. You make my nineteenth the most special ever, somehow :)
It's you who's everything instead.

HEY YALL FOLKS! CELINE AND ELIZABETH AND ALL MY JRS! CALL ME OUT! :) hols are finally here, and im waiting to be asked out HAHAH! =D