When I Know Things Are Not Meant For Me, I Learn To Let Go.

I've got nth to write. Just feel like typing some words over my space. Hehs. I was woken up by Lewis' call. Made me can't get back to sleep alrdy );

Just some rantings.

At times, i wonder life just isn't fair. Sometimes, i just want those things that are happening ard me to remain intact. Cos' we'll nvr know how things might turned out if we change em'. Maybe it'll be worst? I hate myself for being vulnerable.

Till then.