Yes i know! dont tell me i know. I'm growing.



Despite thinking about the disappointment, i have moved on.
How i wish it was better of celebrating with alot of love.
No point talking about it. I'm still upset. I just have hide it out.
Sometimes love make me sick.

You are not smart enough to splatter the colours to the numbers that i'm couting.



can you let me hold that colourful balloons? i promise i wouldnt let go.