Sincerity.

Genuine smiles are hard to come by. In a photo they may showcase every oral flaw you have, but those photos are reminders of real joy.

I hate that my genuine smiles only come about in pictures of you and I. I really can’t catch a break. Fuck.

Let’s face it; I’m not perfect. Ok lah, I’m far from perfect. I’m actually pretty messed up. But you somehow take all that away from me? I’m trying to put into words what I’m hearing inside, but I can’t find the right way to say it. You made me feel good and now that you’re gone, it seems like everything bad thing about me has become more pronounced.

Of course, this is just my emo-ness talking. It’s not that big a deal. But for now, it is causing me a lot of bad energy. bad juju vibes.

I wish you all the best. But I also wish that you will come back. That’s a contradiction, I know, but I am selfish that way.

PS: ilovemybitches. They are keeping me standing tall. <3