...nobody likes you when you're 23....

.... and yet she loves me so much! i know that! and i love her too... so damn much...

yeah.. its that date again... such a lame date... friggin birthday... and i am still the same... except for that love that she showers me endlessly...

i have nothing to say today... its just that, i've always have this feeling, this sad feeling... on the day i get a year older... i dont know why, it just keep on coming...

the sand is flowing, its getting less day by day... its just that we will never know the actual amount of sand that the jar contains... and for every person its different...

age is actually not increasing, in fact its decreasing... it is funny though, that we gain more experience as we grow older, where in fact we might not be able to imply it later... what will happen if we are to be born with lots of experience, and we tend to use it up as we go through life... wouldnt it be more appropriate? because gaining experience along the lifespan is in fact not worth it... because when life ends, everythings gone....

and thats make me feel more miserable...

sleep will always do its magic... so bye!