I can go left, or I can go right. But I have nothing left, and it doesn't feel right.

*My friend Miko's.

He said "You realize you're in love with a French boy?"
And I responded "You realize you broke an Asian girl's heart?"

Isn't it ironic?
We adore the people who ignore us,
Ignore the people who adore us,
We love the people who hurt us,
And we hurt the people who love us.

Preceding what became our bitter end.

We might as well be strangers...

And I'm sorry...sorry for thinking that I had a chance. I just-I...I'm sorry.

I quit pretending that you were in love with me.

I don't want to forget how your voice sounds.

I shouldn't want you like this.

I'd kill to be beautiful.

*Cherish(: --me--