v for val

Its always gonna come down to this moment.

And i hate it so much when this time comes around .
And i just wanna close my eyes and let it go, but i cant do that, these memory are the ones left behind for me yo hold on to, and i have nothing else.

But this memory kills me, it breaks my bones, and burn my flesh, it feels like a knife stabbing on my chest.

And it follows me to every dark alley, a light that blinds my eyes but guide me through the darkness.
He's the light of the world . My world.

Well atleast he used to be. Not anymore . Everything changes.

except my feeling perhaps. this is sad. 

He likes it when i break down and cry, its his thing breaking promises he made, and his entertaiment is seeing me going out of my head, and having my heart fall out.

Watching me whorship him from time to time. Laughing at my misery.

Having so much fun putting rocks on my way.

Anyway i just finished watching the easy A.
Well like every other time i watched this kind of movie, i am always going to cry and put my hand together form a fist and violating my blanket.

I wanted to have these moment someday, you know, or maybe i did but theres just no camera around to capture my amazingly sweet cliche moment. I dont know.

Or the fact that things like this become much more casual nowdays, it becomes so meaningless, but for someone that have quite a twisted point of view on these things i cant really say that.

movies drives me 50 shades of cray cray