I can take the rain on the roof of this empty house
That don’t bother me
I can take a few tears now and then and just let them out
I’m not afraid to cry every once in a while
Even though going on with you gone still upsets me
There are days every now and again I pretend I’m ok
But that’s not what gets me

What hurts the most
Was being so close
And having so much to say
And watching you walk away
And never knowing
What could have been
And not seeing that loving you
Is what I was tryin’ to do

shit happens.

anyway, today is junkfood day. i've ate so much candies kavina brought back from london, and i ate mac for lunch -.- and more junk for dinner. nevermind, i don't wish to live past 50 years of age anyway.