You’re into Ed Sheeran also. Then what? The Cab, Coldplay etc. Will you please leave my heart and soul alone. I’m trying to forget you.
I hate how we kiss each other goodbye.
It’s just really weird that someone actually takes time to think of me.
- I don't know how but every word and beat emanating from the buds rested in my ears, drifts me to a world unfamiliar to me, but apparently I realized it's my world.
It’s getting worse. I’m afraid of it.
Before finding my Mr. Grey, I need to love Theories of Personalities first. How torturing is that?