Sometimes I seriously dread going home.
There is no peace and quiet sometimes.
But there is also too much peace and quiet.
I know I'm contradicting myself.
But this is how I always feel when I'm at home.
When it comes to relationship between me and him.
It's always a love-hate relationship.
Why is that so?
Haha, one moment I can hate him SO MUCH!
(For irratating me)
But another moment I suddenly love him SO MUCH!
(Sudden crave of hugging him & holding him close)
BahBoo.
Nevertheless, I really love him afterall. <3<3<3
And currently I'm missing him. :DD
what we could have been, 12:23:00.