oh well.


you say something.
i freak out.
then you keep quiet.
i freak out even more.
i get tired and give up.

you say something again.
what are you doing?

or rather,


what the hell am i doing?


im tired. i really am.

there's not even one single word in the whole freaking dictionary that can describe THIS.
can i even call it game?

we'll tiring ourselves like that.
everything is wrong. From head to toe. What i'm feeling is wrong too.

don't i know that so clearly.

you know, LAUJIAWEN! Chocolate's my medicine.