My heart broke. It always does.
I always end up picking the pieces and fix my own self. I’d like to think that I’m a good fixer. I just can’t believe how other people would expect “someone” to fix them. Maybe it is something that I have not experienced yet. Maybe, just a deep resounding maybe.
My heart broke. I just stare and sigh.
There are a lot of things that would break my heart. I always end up picking the pieces and fix my own self. I want someone to fix me. I’d like to believe someone out there would. Till then, I will just keep on believing.
My heart broke.
Fix me.


mine already broke twice. kaya i’m trying to avoid loving someone now.
I’ts an art of Letting Go :p
will maybe it’s not yoour lost,but yeah really hurt’s when you heart broke.
but don’t give up your love,eithier Go Fight for her!