Not everything I write is about me or even you. But if the shoe fits, feel free to wear it.
Minggu, 20 November 2016
a waste of the person you are
you really have pretty eyes. they are like the fruit of hawthorn plant, swaying in the breeze. but, not even birds would eat them. they are not sweet, bitter or even poisonous, yet they are provide nothing.
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