Everytime i sit at my table, looking up, all i think is you. I feel so insecure about myself. Once, I talked to Eugene Foo about our families, I realised, mine wasn't as bad as i always thought. There were worse, too. :( Besides have all this, I thought nothing else will come. But, who knows. One word : TIRED. Super heavy eyebags :(
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