I wish days can go back, to a time where there were less worries. Not that I have changed, but it seems things are growing more complex. Now, me, my body, and myself as whole, are more constrained and trapped with reality. Dreams are there, yet they seems to derive further away...
Is this aging? Or perhaps this is just a natural process every individual has to go through, the lost of time? I think I am starting to understand the preciousness of youth.
It is okay. You are still only twenty-four. The other body is only minus three.
2011/05/16
Is this aging? Or perhaps this is just a natural process every individual has to go through, the lost of time? I think I am starting to understand the preciousness of youth.
It is okay. You are still only twenty-four. The other body is only minus three.
2011/05/16
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