as usual my time was not perfect... the more i want to be friendlly, the more people leave....
im too tired of waiting the perfect person.... untill then, i walk on this earth with a goal to find....
i tried to be friendlly but its too hard for me...
just like at school... when everybody had a friend to talk to... i was searching and wondering on the plain white on school floor... to know where is the perfect person to be my bestfriend... as more i see the world the more i understand what it takes to build the connection between each of element or object to each other,,,
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