so it's a good good thing that I learned to unlock my doors...

I want to think dat I LOVE him... I h8 to think dat sum1 I do not lyk, lyk me. Why? I don't want 2 hurt them f I can't giv d love they want.

lingering glances [eye-contact]... dragging smiles.... painful heartaches and cries... clinging words waiting to be expressed...

lumsy frocksy kezty... Good night... have to study...

There's this thing inside of me that I wanted to show but something tells me that it's not worth the risk...

so there's the cute guy, the sweet one, the handsome fake... and the charming loner... haiiiii...

getting red and flushed...

haiii...walang kabuhay-buhay...

hahaha... I reached my goal...

I love it. I love it. I love it.