my one and only.. |
dew of hearts.. |
choose me:) |
land of blossom.. |
a photograph is a secret about secret; the more it tells,the less you know...
Blurbs....hye!!!!
I dont really get this idea of writing about friends,but i;'ll write them anyway..
All this while i thought that ill be fine with just relying to myself..Well, i thought that im strong enough,inside out..But along my journey for these past 17 years of living,i can see the role played by those people called friends...
How?How can someone who is only 18 years old talks about life?
Well,here is the story.....
Well i had spent about half of my schooling years in hostels...i did remember the first time i step my feet into my dorm...wish i can tell how much i hate it!!
Hostel years,..i remembered vividly on how my class looks like...u can see nerd looking people on a side...
people with bother-urself faces on another corner ...those happy going type...etc...but what makes us so special is that we stayed unite no matter what happens..not to mention those moments...
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