I know a bloody hell lot of you don't get it when I start on my emo-shit talk. This song pretty much sums up all that I've been blabbering about in english. Here's the catch: it's not that clear cut. I make my own definitions, sometimes.
I've been holding on to a little bit longer, for too long now. If I was right, then how did I end up wrong?
Me: I still don't understand why I was wrong. Abang Is: Well my dear sis, that's the beauty of art. Me: THANKS eh.
p.s. in times like these, big brothers definitely don't help much.
