And he's changed because of me.
All the problem comes from me.
And it is true.
I'm the one who supposed to be blame.
I miss him.
The old him.
I always dream about him.
I mean the old him.
Every second, every minute I always think about the old him.
I MISS THE OLD US MY DEAR !
Ouhh i wish this will be end as soon as possible.
Cause i can't stand it too long.
Seriously i can't.
God, please help me, him, us
Thank you ;')