心跳 跳躍 狂奔 奔跑.

Sometimes I wonder if he’s reading me out or I’ve been reading too much of him 🙂

Sounds familar…

Reading into too much into too many things is simply too unhealthy.

I miss seeing you randomly 😦

Unfortunately,
Life never seems to contain enough right?

Pardon me, I’m emo-ing again.
Wondering if I should bring my camera out on Friday.

Wonder where we’re going on Friday night.
No glamorous places, only alcohol and acquaintances.

Purple reminds me of you,
Light blue of him,
Green of her,
Red of him.

Such an irony.

Red was his color too.
And now it’s his, and confusion, and passion and many more.

😦