its weird that i had been dreaming of him recently.
i swear i dun have time to think of him.
so i dun understand how come i have those dreams.
they seemed so real that everytime i wake up,
i feel a sense of lost, disappointment,
like reality slapped into your face.
thats bad.




i'm definitely distance-ing myself away from him.
though i dun think he'll realise it.
but i guess it doesnt matter anymore,
since i dun think it ever matters to him.
i think i'll feel better, am feeling better.
就別再為他流淚　別再讓他操控你的傷悲
就算有一點愚昧一點點後悔　也不要太狼狽
他不值得你的淚　把那遺憾丟在大雨的街
你曾在迷失的旅途中盲目追　以後為自己醉
(to van.)




i have to face my reality now.
tourism essay.