a hiatusi need to find solace and comfort in what is existing.
i need to know that i'm not alone.
i need to believe that there is never an instance when the world revolves around me, because it never will.
i need to find myself a way out of this incessant dreamland
i need to know that you're there
i need to understand that time changes all things.
i need to believe that practice makes perfect, at least, most of the times
i need to stop consuming one too many panadols, as it kills, as much as i want to deny it, it does
i need to stop needing too much stuff, because most of the times, they mean nothing anyways.
and once again, i am left alone.
i love you most ardently, 9:56 PM.