it was a mistake meant to be made or was it a dumb mistake after all? We both hurt. We both need to find ourselves. We both suffered. And we both are suffering. Is this love, does love make us feel this way? is it because of the things ive done or the things thts meant to be. i dont know how im gonna pull through this face. ITs soemthing i must live with everyday for how long i dont know.

it was a time when i just needed to think for a while and then i might have said things i didnt mean. now it has become a living suffering, a hurt through pain of a thousand needles poking you.

its alwasy too late, i hate myself for makign things the way it is, shy to look in the mirror now...altho i kknow i can change, but its no use, its too late. too late...