i thought i could handle it, but i guess i was wrong.
misery never seems to forget me.
i tried to keep a distance, but you had to go and spoil it all by being such a darling, why.

so we were having a discussion over ice cream the other day about watching tv and fantasizing.
and i've caught myself actually many times while watching dramas.
such a silly girl.
so i guess those poor girl, rich boy stories only happen in dramas huh, sigh.

i want ice cream.

flavor: sticky chewy chocolate.