People think being alone makes you lonely, but I don’t think that’s true, being surrounded by the wrong people is the loneliest thing in the world

Where's my xiao at?

The truth is, I've never liked the idea of love I just liked one person and he screwed me up

So I guess never again

To believe...

There are times when, I will (need you)
Times when, I will need you
There are times when, you're not around

And I'm losing, my patience
I will love her, from the grave

When this thought crosses by ''I wonder if he's doing okay'' I feel like killing myself

Everyone warned me, but I just attend to that voice saying that I need to go forward and never stop