The tug-of-war was tough. The game was meaningless. I was the rope. Time was short. I thought the rope was thick, but it's not. Too fine that it hurt me. I wish the match could be friendlier. Playing angel to one; devil to another. I'm torn in between, trapped. I try my best really. But it's getting unbearable. I just don't know how to play the game...I can't pull out now.
that' me
*ah ni *God's child *a nine to six worker *an ISTJ *love green *kinder breuno~my fav chocolate *i may "stone", but i'm listening *love to sleep *slow to warm :)