very very very foul mood.





helloo miss doormat.






sometimes it's the acccumulation of the smallest things that lead to a major blowup.
and the timer's ticking..

tick tock tick tock.





sometimes i wonder what went wrong. what went so wrong. what went so wrong that it destroyed everything we once had.



but sometimes, i realise i seriously don't give a damn anymore anyway.
yeah. so don't make me change my opinion of you.

-CONDEMNED-