Walking down memory lane is a bad thing.

Didn't Xiaorou suffer for that in the 9pm drama?

Ouch. But the memories just clings to u. Draws u in. Let me indulge once more under the cover of lonely night and no more.

Memories. Beautifully poisonous. Wrapping its seductive arms around you, and strangling the life out of you in the process.

Let me hold them in my palms just once more. Lest i lose all of them one day. Then cry the endless tears. Eternal sunshine of the spotless mind.

Only tonight do i realise why love can be the greatest, most beautiful thing in the world, it also has the greatest capacity of destruction, holds the most poisonous venom in the world, is the greatest yet the most selfish thing in the world.

Love. Hate. So hard to differentiate sometimes.