until my lungs allow.
or more like until my lungs can no longer hold.
humans fight their inner monsters differently.
as for me,
or, ok. that's just an exaggeration. i just walked.
been feeling upset.
my eyes sting. minus the makeup, i might look like kero keroppi.
it's been a while since i last had a crying fiesta.
aint i too old for this?
sometimes i feel like there's that little masochist in every human beings even those that arent really masochist at all.
why else would one be so inclined in listening to depressing emo songs when one's upset?
and yeah, tagalog emo love songs bite like sh*t.
i dont even like them when im not depressed.
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Written by cinderellaareus at 12:31 PM.