Funny how one person can be so right for you, yet at the same time, you’re just so wrong for them. It just goes to show Mr. Perfect isn’t always Mr. Right…
What tangled webs we weave….

Ahh how I wish I were back in Hong Kong or Taiwan. Or Bhutan for that matter. Walking through the city at night without a care about school, my future, or those who have a such strong influence over my life.

I hate this…why can’t you just…stop? But then again, why can’t I? ควรเปลี่ยนไปรักคนที่รักฉัน แต่คือ ไม่มีใครรักเราไง

I’m tired of just being “the friend”. The one who watches you fall for other girls, the one who’s heart has to flutter every time you look her way, the one who waits for you to come online every night knowing she should be sleeping, the one who means nothing to you.

Why should you always be on my mind when I’m never on yours?