Bliss.

Bliss.

Sunday, July 7, 2013

Never Mind I'll Find Someone Like You.

#Warning: This post is written in haste and reflects my current state of mind. I don't rule out the possibility of reading this again in the near future and having a good laugh. Or Not.

Why is it that the people who matter a lot hurt you the most? 

True, I'm silly enough to trust people; trust people that they don't suddenly disappear into oblivion. I'm silly enough to form attachments, so its clearly my own mistake.

Take the case of my Hodo. -_-

Feeling Freakishly *Beep*ish.

Now You're Just Somebody That I Used To Know.

The One That Got Away.

Teardrops On My Guitar.

I Knew You Were Trouble.