Two thousand twelve. A year of rebirth. There’s a lot of tragedy back then. When u thought there’s nothing going to stop you, you were wrong. Give love a wide meaning. I have lost them all back then and I will never experience it again. Aiming for better, I wish. Rihanna may found her love in a hopeless place. And she might love the way all the lies. But i am not.
I finally witness the back and forth in love, friendship, and surroundings. No one can help you unless you, yourself. Freaking plastics they are sometimes, and i shall not give a single damn to them. Placing the puzzles they do. So am i. This is my final year and I’m not going to waste it.
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