Can't Stop. Won't Stop.

I know it sounds crazy but I feel like I'm Bella from the Twilight books. I told you it's crazy.

I'm in the verge of taking the car keys and go out. I'm having a mental struggle. I don't know what to do.

I am so confuse.

Maybe life will be a little different if I haven't met you at all. That all of these will never exist... that I don't have to be confuse. I've got a lot of things going in my head. You screw things up and you're not even aware of it. I wish I could tell you everything. Maybe in another life. 

We'll always have this.