"Just crash, fall down, I'll wrap my arms around you now..."

Back from Italy after 11 days (: To be honest I felt it was too long hahaha, and this whole Italian thing was so overwhelming. I think it works the same as experiencing something special just once and once is enough. Well, nevertheless, Italy is a really pretty place (: And I guess it was eye-opening. I met really nice and helpful Italians throughout the trip, but I've also met really nasty and mean ones. I really don't get how some people can be so proud and everything but it's alright, I'm just great that I'm back (: 

I guess I miss the cooling weather there (not when it gets too cold and I shiver all the time) and waking up in a big bed with beautiful white sheets. And Nutella for breakfast, and all the pretty streets that made me feel like I was walking in some Tumblr world. And of course, walking on the streets would mean seeing lots of good-looking people and it's like everyone tumbled out of some magazine. But then I missed the sun in Singapore when it got too cold back in Italy and sometimes the hotels would be so horrible I'd give anything to let me take a nice shower back at home. And where's the hot soup when you need it so badly?

It'd be safer to hate her, than to love her and lose her.

Trying to listen to songs by You Me At Six and while their lyrics really impress me I think their songs are too noisy and hyper for my taste oh my goodness, do I sound really picky.

It's not that I am unappreciative of what you do for me; in fact, I am thankful for everything you've done. it's just that I feel like I don't even know anything about you and you're almost a stranger. I don't know you well enough or long enough and you're not someone I can see myself trusting fearlessly. I guess I need to know when to draw the line when it gets out of hand because I'm just so tired of feeling so wary.

Here's to a new day.

xoxo,

me

"Just crash, fall down, I'll wrap my arms around you now..."

Back from Italy after 11 days (: To be honest I felt it was too long hahaha, and this whole Italian thing was so overwhelming. I think it works the same as experiencing something special just once and once is enough. Well, nevertheless, Italy is a really pretty place (: And I guess it was eye-opening. I met really nice and helpful Italians throughout the trip, but I've also met really nasty and mean ones. I really don't get how some people can be so proud and everything but it's alright, I'm just great that I'm back (: 

I guess I miss the cooling weather there (not when it gets too cold and I shiver all the time) and waking up in a big bed with beautiful white sheets. And Nutella for breakfast, and all the pretty streets that made me feel like I was walking in some Tumblr world. And of course, walking on the streets would mean seeing lots of good-looking people and it's like everyone tumbled out of some magazine. But then I missed the sun in Singapore when it got too cold back in Italy and sometimes the hotels would be so horrible I'd give anything to let me take a nice shower back at home. And where's the hot soup when you need it so badly?

It'd be safer to hate her, than to love her and lose her.

Trying to listen to songs by You Me At Six and while their lyrics really impress me I think their songs are too noisy and hyper for my taste oh my goodness, do I sound really picky.

It's not that I am unappreciative of what you do for me; in fact, I am thankful for everything you've done. it's just that I feel like I don't even know anything about you and you're almost a stranger. I don't know you well enough or long enough and you're not someone I can see myself trusting fearlessly. I guess I need to know when to draw the line when it gets out of hand because I'm just so tired of feeling so wary.

Here's to a new day.

xoxo,

me