my mum promised me to get 7270 after chinese new year.
my mum promised me to get uob visa mini after my birthday.
i promised myself to live a life filled with no regrets.
i promised myself not to let any single opportunity fade away.
i promised myself to do my best.
but the world made no promises to me.
life made no promises to me.
ran 8 rounds barefooted, sorta like a punishment. i disappointed myself unknowningly.
inside it burns, outside it subsides.
it tears me apart, but its what keeps me alive.
this passion, this zest to do the best in this thing call life.
it is called the bittersweet sadness. bittersweet victory. bittersweet life of mine has just began. i unknowningly stepped a foot in. a little lost, but not without a map.
it feels terrible inside.
i am beginning to have expectations which sucks.
i'm not gonna stand here and wait.
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