i want to write.
big time.
i just don't know what to write about...
yet.
big time.
i just don't know what to write about...
yet.
and the day came when the risk to remain tight in the bud was more painful than the risk it took to blossom.
i should have been a pair of ragged claws.
i hope the exit is joyful and i hope never to return.
1 comments:
potski! i feel the same way. niwei, i have to talk to/see you (about our other friend). i'm having a different "dilemma" about her... :-(
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