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Tuesday, September 1, 2015

Stop existing, and start living.

(那些年,我们一起喝的 Starbucks)

Pissed.

Sometimes, I think myself as a genius because I survived school by myself. How come my sister cannot do the same and just kept bombing me with questions?! It is not as though I don't have other things on hand.

University is as busy as it is, and I'm so shag from staying out so late for so many days. The mum is nagging me for all sorts of reasons excuses. Sighpie. I'm tired of life already. Can someone please save me? :/


Life goes on, it gets so heavy.
The wheel breaks the butterfly.
Every tear, a waterfall.
In the night, the stormy night,
she closed her eyes.
In the night, the stormy night,
away she flied.
She dreamed of Paradise.

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