ALPHA_o§°

I decided again, I'm done.

I'm not that kind of person who's gonna be there whenever you wanna show up at my place when you need me. I need more. Like I told you. When I'm in, I'm all in. I guess you will never figure it out what that means.

You play with people for your amusement. And we're only people because you need people around. But we're also people when there are no people around.

I feel so good when you're around, and so fucking terrible when you're not. And you're not around way much more than you're. Though I enjoy a lot when we're together, I feel terrible for most of the time. That's so unfair.

I know I cannot ask so those many questions if I wanna be with you. But that's not who I am. No, we're not together. We are just having an afair which is just simulating, to you.

I hate that feeling that I'm not sure what I want. But I've had this feeling ever since the first night we were out of that plane. I ran so fast but still couldn't catch you.

It hurt me so badly when you said about your ex-girlfriend. And It hurt me so badly when you said the best sex you had was with your college classmate. And that's why I decided to do it. I wanted to be something special, to you. And I blowed up.

So that's why I decided I'm done, again. I cannot see myself getting deaper and deaper and one day I might be crashed. I just cannot take it anymore. So that's me a agin, back to my normal boring life.