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Oct 2017
Rainy day...
Blanket...
Music...
Tea..
Thoughts...

What the hell am i doing here?
Am i doing it right?
Am i missing a point?

I smell the dew like *******...
I came here to reduce my pain..

Thanks to those who thinks my life is better than theirs
Thank You!
It is one thing that keeps me going.

The other thing is just me pretending..

Pretending to be brave...
Pretending to be sure..
Pretending that i'd never grumble...
Pretending that i am in the happiest place to be...

The other thing is just me trying to forget that i was just pretending....
i've been feeling that my life is ****** up lately
Written by
amalia  19/F/Jakarta, Indonesia
(19/F/Jakarta, Indonesia)   
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