Dear you,
I'm sick of this. I'm sick of you avoiding and running away instead of Facing it.
Perhaps you join the Running Man show since you are so good at running away!
I just hope that you will figure it out before it's too late.
Tired and confused,
me 23.35 pm
There's a place out there for us in this temporary home. For me, this is My place. My world. My thoughts. My crap. My way of expressing myself. My voiceless voice. And when i say life is a blessing. I really believe it, just that sometimes Blessing can be very good in disguising.
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