19, the mess.












Monday, September 10

Somehow I am afraid of facing the world tomorrow. I just wanna hide in my books at the airport everyday.

But there're always things that keep me going. Like seeing everyone in the choir room in the morning. Like trying to be excited about studying. Like calling my free entertainment.

And speaking of that, the world seems like a better place.
No matter how shit the world might get, there're still little things worth treasuring & putting in that little effort to sustain this happiness. & it's possible to stay happy.

But right now, I've got my priorities right. :D

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