solipsistic drivelings.

I feel broken. Like those stuff they smash in a wall in Tacsiyapo. Like china and like I'll never be whole again..

It's raining and I can't help but think that this is nature's attempt to hide the tears flowing slowly down my face right now. ...

Tell me something I don't know. What I didn't know was what I had gotten myself into because try as I might, I will never be that...

Like all other things, this blog came about for a particular purpose and that purpose was akin to  love-- that most popular but most misunde...

Dear Ex, I probably shouldn't be doing this but I can't help it. I tend to break my own rules. I'm sorry that i am barging i...