call it coincidence. living up to our motto, 'one for all, all for one', we plummeted from the top of the world, to the very bottom- together. and it left us bleeding and broken. how ironical, when we thought we had it under control. when we thought all was fine and working. untill we realised the damage, then we gesticulate in the air with screams of SOS. i know too well that we're fabricating our features. smiling; laughing. and we're adroit at perfectin' that. untill someone comes along, and tell us that we're actually not all that good at hiding emotions. our eyes gave away our secret. our speech let the cat out of the bag. i hate this.

10:19 PM,♥
now, smile(: