NABUBUHAY AKO PARA KUMAEN. :DD GLUTTON.
HAHA AYUS AH.. :D PARA SKIN HINDI.. MAS OK NGA KUNG SIYA UNANG MALALASING SAMIN. :DD BWAHAHAHA.. >:))))
We’ve gone through a lot of mishaps but by the end of the day we’re just happy, happy to have each other. He treated me like a princess, like no one else’ does. We’ve been to wonderland and danced in the rain together. He showed me the world in his own perspective and I enjoyed everything about it. We have our own language of love. We even shared a non conformist bond that nobody understands and we’re contented with that. Euphoric I may say. But suddenly, I found us in reality, so like the cliché, it sucks. It’s not always rainbows and butterflies, we’re not in a fairytale, I’m no princess and he’s not Prince Charming. I always dreamt of a happy ending but in our case I never expect anything, like run away to Neverland and never grow old or even live in a castle with a fancy dress and tiara. I always tend to spoil my daydreams to an awful ending that maybe he’ll end up with the witch or I’d be asleep forever. Our story is on its climax, I’m in peril and waiting to be saved.