.. un-expected ..

"Everything that happen once can never happen again, but everything that happens twice will surely happen a third time" -- Paulo Coelho, The Alchemist 

.. blurry ..

Every thing is so blurry, and everyone's so fake. Everything is so messed up, i cannot live at all, i stumble then i crawl. 
I could be someone, i could make a scene. From all of the obscene, i wonder what am i doing? imagining where i am? 
Everyone is changing, there's no one left that's real! Let me know just how you feel ...
They could be someone, they could make a scene, from all of the un-clean, i keep wondering what they're doing? and I'm wondering where they are? 
No body told me what they thought about me, nobody told me what to say. Everyone showed me where to turn and how to react not to forget to run away.. but none of them told me to where to hide, and what to say ...
Can anyone explain that again to me??

.. playbook ..

The only way to beat my crazy was by doing something even crazier. I love him, i knew it from the moment i saw him ... i'm sorry it took me so long to catch up!

but then, i know for a while; i thought he was the best thing that ever happened to me, but now i'm starting to think he's the worst.

"this is what i believe to be true, you have to do everything you can and if you stay positive you have a shoot at a sober line."