Sunday, 19 June 2011

Even humming the songs that we used to like, also sound so wrong,

抱歉,最近太忙了没有时间写菠萝个。
也没有东西写。
My mummy told me that I can be anyone I want to be, a doctor, a teacher, a billionaire
but she was wrong. I can't be the person he text everyday, miss me every second, celebrate valentine with him.
I can't be his girl again.

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