I started to have difficulty even breathing,
torn picture can never be mended back,as a new.
I always know that now and forever,i hate to look back.{i really hate}
but because of you i started to,trying earse everything,but things kept gets clearer.
idiots pictures things anyhow,while normal picture everything in a order.
somehow,i fell that thats something good of an idiot they will never be trouble over some stuffs that the normal will,they will never learn to hate.
somehow i wish i would learn to forget things just like an idiot because they will never remember they will never hate.
for that silly and idiot you that i love-d always in memory.(the good)