I am trapped in my own game. Nowhere to go, and I'm not going anywhere. But a part of me wants to break free. The truth is, its eating me inside out, piece by piece. And don't you worry about me, my dear.Somehow I wish, I have my own time machine, so that i could see what the future hold for both of us.
1 comment:
*hugs*
date jom!
lets lets, kanda :)
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