soon.
very soon it will be a nest for me to only rest my soul and at most do my laundry.
nothing more.
i tried to keep my cool.
seriously, i tried.
but i cant stand it anymore.
somewhere, somewhat, somehow, it went wrong.
why is it whenever i find my life near perfect, flaws will start showing itself again?
it's time to be fully independent soon, i guess (:
be it financially or emotionally (:
p/s: faz called me today (:
`will you still stand by me?