The moment when I realise that how important this dream to me and at the moment when disappointment strikes me.
My result is not too bad but not good enough for my akhem *~~dream~~*
More than words. some feelings that can't be written.
by the way.
tho I'm quite tired of always speaking about passion but srsly meng. srsly. you can't just choose thing that isn't //in your blood// meng. how you confess to your own heart about the choices that you made if it wasn't the real thing that //streams in your blood//? srsly.
by the second way.
THE FUCK FACT THAT I'M UNEMPLOYED AGAIN FUCK WORLD FUCK EVERYTHING.
uhh. I don't know what am I made up of. shizzzzuuu.
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