There’s something about you, that’s like the sun. You warm up my heart when I come undone. You’re like my soul mate, and on those days – when I hurt, when I break – you are my band aid

Band Aid – Pixie Lott

One of my favourite songs, after many of Taylor Swift’s (Long Live, Enchanted..etc). I wish I could find someone who’d be my band aid, my firefighter, my prince charming in white too. Since I’m supposed to be the positive outcomes only person who lives in fairytales.

Then again, life ain’t a bowl of cherries, or a bed or roses (wonder why all the things to describe life being smooth has to do with flowers). Stress is building up and I’m not doing any work at all. It’s the second half of the week and I’m supposed to finish Math today. Ah..

FML seriously. Lots of things just getting shoved to the back of our heads like the problems don’t exist. Then again, we’re always always escaping from our problems. Work and studies is just a bitch for our escapism mentality. Life sucks like that.

Damn.