Mom, i broke my heart

Mom, I broke my heart; I left my heart in a precarious place

In terms of things within my control, i guess i've done adequately, the ball is not in my court now.

If it dosent come good, I may just lock my heart up in a treasure chest and throw it down our singapore river; or

until i find a superglue to glue all the fragments back together


posted by ikaira @ 11:52 PM,

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