Even if it means my being miserable as long as he's loving life.
The thought of his smile and not being there. My inner feelings would be shattered.
A piece of glass punctured in my heart. I'm bleeding from the inside.
I will be able to sleep at night, with a smile upon his face.
As long as he's perfectly fine and someday he will be mine.

Realise.
- My training for the Singapore Biennale was AMAZING
- One of my dreads fell out
- I am so busy and tired
- Exams coming up
- I have to stop procrastinating
- I miss him
- I am going to watch Simpsons on DVD now
