That said, my problems carry the better part of me in a sea of gloomy skies.
I vaguely remember what I was annoyed about or why it had it even occured.
"It's way beyond repair", I remember saying to the doctor.
He didn't flinch. Instead, he just stood there.
"Can't you see the crack?" I asked, half expecting an answer.
I had left him hanging in my blue ocean.
"Us asians are very sensitive. We lack the knack to express ourselves easily. However, we make up for it through our feelings. I think mine quadrupled due to my rebellious nature." I continued.
Status: Inability to find the right words, those even answers & those self explanatory questions
I must be a porcelain doll -once broken, considered sold.
xx
goodnight.
9 more lecture streams to go.
ZzzZz~
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