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
9:43 PM,
Mar 14, 2010

I don't want hopeful dreams anymore.
I want a hopeful reality. 






P.S. Hey, i miss you too. Hey, tell me a day you are free, and we just hang out k. Saturday nite?