Singapore A twentysomething who observes behind her horn-rimmed glasses. An avid coffee lover, who expresses her style through coffee. 55 followers / 1.1k words
We're the kind of mess people see as art We have flaws people see as curves and edges We have scars that remind people of our defeat, pain and struggles We're a map of everything we've been through
The clock strikes three No place I'd rather be Allow me to say something It's heartbreaking to see What we've created is gone Now, we're moving on I'm tattered and torn Before my heart is reborn