
Hmm.
"How come you reached home so late?"
"You don't know how to think in other people's shoes?"
"Why are your lips so dry? "
"What happen to your eye?"
"Where's your money?"
I was enjoying myself for the last 2 days. Secondary school gathering and shuman's birthday celebration.
I am already 20 years old and I suppose i m consider mature enough to think for myself and others. How much more caring or mature do i need to be.
Because i kiss too much. Jk. I have super dry skin and i wish i can drink moisturizer.
I have a rather sensitive skin and my left eye just itch and got swollen. %^$*#)

I spend it on other people and got myself a pair of EXPENSIVE shoes which gave me serious blisters.
The most expensive bag that i ever got and i promise to use it for at least 3 years.

It's a Monday and i tried to convince myself that it's going to be Friday soon.
There are even people counting down with me!
We come to love not by finding a perfect person, but by learning to see an imperfect person perfectly.