Monday, March 17, 2008
:) gray scale.
current mood: famished
If insecurities is a crime then, I am guilty of it.
And slowly but surely, I am letting it get inside of me. Save me before I ruin it. I am already poisoning my own mind.
I miss you.
Good night world.
'fimaaa
❤ imperfectly written at 2:00 AM