By an oku driver, his left hand's not working, I panicked and ask whether he can really drive or not. So so stupid of me, I still regret asking and he got really angry (I don't blame him) ðŸ˜ðŸ˜ and I got scared and he let me out. The end.
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Wednesday, December 24, 2025
And in this little forgotten space that I can finally learn whatever I have left behind. The fire - ? It went out long ago. Numbing the feeling, feeling the numb. Heaviest steel. The darkest of thoughts.
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Counting minutes to see you
Tuesday, June 4, 2013
Love,
I learned to be afraid. To be still, to be true.
To stay in one place, and never looked back.
To know not to know at all.
Leaving my footprints in the sandy beach,
I thank my memories for everything.
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