things that I love...

I love music
I love chocolate
I love to think about silly things
I love ice cream
I love the smell of rain
I love doing weird dancing
I love to sing when I’m happy
I love reading traveler’s book
I love daydreaming
I love Jared Letto
I love Tae Kae Noi
I love Kinder Joy
I love Switzerland
I love reading
I love jumping round and round
I love movies
I love beach
I love cuddling
I love sleeping
I love getting excited
I love Jack Skellington
I love kids
I love laughing at silly things
I love Kai
I love G-Dragon
I love to act randomly
I love tattoos
I love watching Home Alone over and over again
I love body painting
I love coffee
I love martabak
I love surprises
I love how people smiling
I love to doodle
I love how my mom understands me
And
I love you

things i should be

that's include loving you, hey jerk

stay strong

and I said this to myself...

I can’t. I’m sick of playing this fucking game. It’s not fair for me to love you like this when you’re not real.

Not that it's going to warm your heart and suddenly make you feel sweet to him, or anything. He's still a jerk. An irritatingly attractive jerk.

Without all my presence, there is nothing. There is actually, exactly, really nothing.
I’m really just a stranger to you, and this relationship is all just a play.
It’s just another novel. Fabrication. Everything.