Enough. Enough now.

Like a moth drawn to the flame, it really does take a lot for me to stop. Especially when it has had sufficient time to burrow right into my heart and stay there, untouched without having to face any repercussions or instances.


I know I'm fighting a losing battle. All the scenarios I envisioned, all the possibilities that could and may,

Eff this all lah. I'm just sick of feeling this way and not having any solution to the bigger mess I'm in.



Even Mark knew when to stop being weird around Juliet in Love Actually.

Get it together.