it's not the goodbye that hurts,but the flashback that follows

i hate my life

can we bring yesterday back around? because i know how i feel about you now

HOME IS WHERE I CAN POOP AS LONG AS I WANT

you fill up my senses, like the mountains in springtime

lastly, i wanna be the reason why he smile and laugh ;'-)

the reason why he loves something he used to hate because i loved it

the reason why he falls asleep while holding his phone at night

the reason why he buys a shirt just because i have the same color

for once, i wanna be the reason why he cuts his hair because i said so