i felt like i've never played hockey before.








but dear's right, imran's right.
move on.




sometimes the pressure of that title is so great that i feel so.. lost and undeserving.




boy, thank you for silly-ing-ly sitting there alone under the rain.
thank you for the sms-es during the match, they really mean alot.
and for leaving without being asked to.
sorry i cant be there for you.
you're the best i've ever had.