Minimal
Sometimes it just get harder when you keep trying. You try to go according to their wish.
As time goes by, it gets more and more demanding.
you know, i need my space. and i can't breathe
when you can't compromise, you get them upset
when you can't contain any longer, you blow up
it breeds migraine
migraine breeds lethargic
that prolly explain for everything
Is it really that complex?
I read it somewhere. Think cosmo.
Smiling is unhealthy
Smiling against your own will
Many times, i miss my friends.
still, i love irritating and disappointing people
make sense?
Happy birthday, sing
as much as i hate you, i've no plans of leaving