Love is like a drug.

I'm sooo addicted.

Does it matter? Or it matters not.

I'm my own worst enemy. Thats for sure.

A thoughtful, unoccupied mind is a dangerous mind.

So what it means if i feel that way. So strongly. So disturbed.

I can't die. I won't die. Just yet. There is something i've yet to see to the end.

Rina, enjoy your vacation!