i may be sad but i'm not weak.
i'm just saying, maybe.
distance can bring two people closer,
but it can also tear them apart.
so what's our verdict?
12 days in china: xiamen, chao zhou, dong guan, guang dong, guang zhou, hong kong. i'm still a potato, fear not! i kinda miss ibsm already. gossiping, cam whoring, laughing, enjoying, having fun. those are the things which matters so much. yet when it's back to reality, i find myself sinking in too quickly. why?
i'm not ready.
i'm running away.
it's my fault.
i'm sorry.
secondhand serenade is my best friend in my poddy.