I'm Still Here.
time to fill up my energy meter, watch videos, and crash once i reach home.
headacheeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee.
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"who's there?"
"all your favourite guys."
i'd like to think that we've all moved on with our lives and we could never go back to that same phase ever again. all we can ever do is just relive memories. we could reenact but it'll never be the same. i've gained, lost, and experienced about almost all the emotions i could ever experience this year.
& it's because of the simplest gesture that's making me reflect. i've been scarred, could've been hurt, but i've learnt.
sad to say, things haven't been the same in a long while. when one hand's willing to clap, what happens then?
different groups, different personalities, battling issues.
we are, after all, Making memories (history).
and yet we wonder all the same.



