I still think about you from time to time.
Pathetic, I know.
I must confess, I’m a fucking mess.
"친구도 필요없고, 애인도 필요없고, 하늘아래 나 혼자인 것처럼 철저히 외로울 때가 있다. …그렇다. 나 혼자서만 세상의 소리를 듣지 못하는 깜깜한 밤, 누군가의 손에 눈이 가려져 아무것도 못보는 것처럼 철저히 혼자가 될 때가 있다."
from 그들이사는세상
One of my lifelong fantasies is to build a gingerbread house with someone I love. Not this year, but one day.
*fingers crossed*
How about a big round of fuck you for all you’ve put me through.
I can’t tell whether if my biggest mistake was meeting you or letting you go.
I hate it when people pour my cereal. They don’t know how much I want. They don’t know my life. They don’t know what I’ve been through.
Baby, you are so one in a million.
Meaning it’s highly impossible to find a douchebag like you and there ain’t nothing worse than you.
You hear me when I’m calling
Lord, you catch me when I’m falling
and told me who I am
I am yours
