I think I've gone back to my emo self. Wake up in the morning, not much words. Sat down and had my breakfast. Not much communication between me and my family. Have been thinking alot, way too much.
I like shutting myself in my room, blasting fast fast music and writing things. Thinking or just lying down sleeping.
Romeo and Juliet were meant to be, but why aren't we.
Destiny is predestined, or destiny is what we make it to be.
If I can choose life or death, may the third choice be you for me.
I rather have you with me, even in my dreams.
But the cruel reality of dream, is that I have to wake up to face.
Another day, without your pretty face.
What can I do to prove myself to you. Just a word from you and I'll do whatever you want me to.
I'm beginning the previous phase of my life, back from the start. ):
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