sorry of being rude to you. please just stop telling me that you do know how it feels. you're the only person who knows every single thing about me. so, you should know what's best for me. i appreciate all the things that you did for me. but, please, i need a little space for myself cause i cant really bear with it now. when i said im really okay, i mean it or i just doesnt want you to question me bout it. this is just all about me. i need to bear with all the shits my own.

baboon ass.

remember all the things we wanted
now all our memories, they're hunted
we were always meant to say goodbye

i want you to know
that it doesn't matter
where we take this road
someone's gotta go