because silence only has meaning once it's broken.

I just wanna know what your best friend knows

this was never meant to be anything more than a memory -
not a reason to stay,
not a reason to stare,
not a way to say goodbye,
not a way of pretending everything is alright -
only words to be remembered,
so when you're ready to admit it,
you'll know the invitation was always right here.





by the way, she thinks you're incredible.

Goodbye

"We are sad to see you go, but we completely understand."

"nothing personal"

if we ever stop living in these shadows of who we're supposed to be,



well, you know the rest.












I think.























I hope.

yes, but mostly no

lesson learnt: people never change. and to think, I once believed otherwise.



(this is called Skipping Ahead).




laughter and death continue chasing each other in hopeless circles, until all the memories are gone, for good.
does this make you sad?

where you'll find me ?

i won't be underneath your bed or in your cupboard. i won't be hiding in your sheets or laughing in your backyard. i'll be lost, lost, lost to the unknown. i'll be fading, disappearing, growing away, moving up, etc etc, the end, happily ever after. or whatever.

you think you can change it but it's written into history. didn't you know we're no more than puppets in this game called destiny ? we all play our parts, get our happiness, get our sadnessoncreasedpaper. we get everything we ask for because,
in the end,
we die.

six feet down.

the silence we always wanted,

the lonely we always ran from.

didn't i tell you ? didn't i warn you ?

i'll miss you when we're gone.

leave it to the wolves

my life, i mean.
it's worth that much anyway.