There's a possibility
All that I had was all I'm gonn' get
There's a possibility
All I'm gonn get is gonn' be yours then
So tell me when you hear my heart stop
You're the only one that knows
Tell me when you hear my silence
There's a possibility I wouldn't know
Know that when you leave
By blood and by me, and I fall when you leave
So tell me when my silence's over
You're the reason why I'm closed
Tell me when you hear me falling
There's a possibility it wouldn't show
By blood and by me, and I'll fall when you leave
By blood and by me, I follow your lead

I can't think lately. HaHa. I'm beginning to give up on thinking. I should just kill my brains and then live like a zombie. I hate having to bother about anything people say or ask. Nosy questions. Worse part is I CAN'T BLARDY GIVE YOU AN ANSWER WHEN I MYSELF DON'T KNOW THE ANSWERS TO MY OWN STATUS!? Like hello. FRIENDS. PERIOD. URGH. IRRITATED. Sorry for the outburst. I just dislike nosy people who assume what they see and start speculating that I'm attached from some reason I can't even come to terms with. Can't people do what they want around there and not get talked about?
Not to mention the fact that... I can't bring myself to want to make someone happy again. There's just no more motivation. No more those sweet things I would do like leaving notes/cookies or whatever at all. I can't remember any of it anymore...

A part of me wish things were easier if we're together... Break up and end it.

A part of me wish things were as it is now, simple to ourselves.

A part of me wish things were erased and nothing had ever happened before, but that'll mean I'll still be wallowing in my dirt of a stupid break-up.

Can't life just come with an instruction manual and that things were a lot easier?
Sigh... I'm tired.

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