It's a gloomy sunday afternoon and I'm rotting to death without you.
It's a gloomy sunday afternooon
and I'm rotting to death without you
7:31 AM,
Dec 26, 2009

Here is the ironic thing.
My dad cricitise me 4 not being a man, always scared abt this n tat, indecisive.
But yet, my dad made my mom cry.
HOW MAN IS THAT?
That is so low of you to make someone you once love cry.






I sometimes which they never marry each other.