i start to realise;
that's kind of sign that things are drifting apart.
& i have nothing else to comment.
tried my best. to love, to be a friend.
everything that i can possibly be in my best state for.

but. i have a stop-line.
& on the verge of breaking apart soon.
studies is knnb-ly stressed,
& time is no longer enough.

i know whining is no good.
but i did my best already, then i whine.

fuck life.

with not much alternatives;
the life-long goals i strive for.
my art ♥ ; your vice .