i've been starving myself for two days now. only drinking tea and a few biscuits. crying endlessly. i stare at all the books laid out in front of me and all i could see are words that i barely understand. i'm seriously driving myself insane. if i'd known that somehow or another u wanted me back, i wouldn't have said so much. i don't know whether u added that 'please', just so to make me stop talking. right now, the very thing i'm certain with is that i can't live without him. i don't want to screw up like the way i usually do. only if i'd known. only if i'd known. o levels are tmr, barely done anything. i still want things to work, and i'll do whatever it takes to make it work.. he deleted me off everything. it seems as if he really wants me gone. i don't know what to do. i really don't. please.
i miss you dearly.
THE NAME
CLARICE;
i love romantic novels,
but i hate the part where tissues are on stand-by.
sight of pretty chandeliers allures me.
so does multi coloured objects
i hate the smell of newspapers,
but love the smell of basements
i'm learning photography,
in hope to get hired as a free lancer one day
in closure,
one day, i would want a passerby to say,
"man, u've got a 'turning heads', hot hot boyfriend !"
