With time, wounds would heal. With time, colours would fade.
Up then down. It’s life. We meet with Success and Happiness. We meet with Failure and Sadness. It’s life.
Just like a spinning Ferris wheel…
Even in a crowd, one can feel so distant. Even in a crowd, one can feel so alone.
What can one do if one does not blend in? Force one’s way in, or take a bow and exit?
As in mocks exam… ;D ELD 85 MAT 92 ACF 94 ECO 80 PSY 74~ ×11 ♥63+2
1. 没有希望。 2. 我想念你。 3. 好事多磨。 Writing lines like punishing oneself. Hoping it’d work… ×20 ♥62+1 EDIT (Oct 17th): 4. 加油 加油 加油! ×18 ♥62+3
