ANV: Never felt like she fit in anywhere. She fits in a coffin quite nicely now...

i still dont know the reason for the tears... however, i understand its meaning. in the same way as missing the last episode of a drama, my first love disappointingly ended. 

is it fine to give up now?

please... someone stop the voices.

they say love is sweet like chocolate. NO. it isn’t. it’s a bitter cigarette. the smokes try to consume you. you’re addicted to it, you can’t stop it. you love it even though you know it’s slowly killing you inside.

alcohol is poison. but why do i still drink it? cause there’s something in me that i need to kill.

this mask was meant to hide the tears, but now, even the mask started to tear up.

Second place is the first loser

Why do you try to impress people you don’t even like?