The tiniest hints of you won't leave my head. Why oh why oh why, perhaps it was meant to be, or perhaps we just couldn't get out of each other's thoughts. There's just too much that lies ahead, too much uncertainty, too much insecurity. Perhaps, it wasn't meant to be afterall.
3 hours 2 minutes left. I'm still pretty messed up inside. C'mon M, think straight.
because you've got me shaking all over inside.
Tainted.
M.
I'm diehard for thriller rides and spasm that sprouts up to level infinite.
I'm madly in love with M, the sunshine of my soul.
I'm highly addicted to writing, sports, photography and design.
I'm a killer-machine, so please don't mess with me.