70th post.
turns out to be a fucking sad one.
life is fragile.
it took me more than 15 years to understand the true meaning.
it's too late.
i only realised it yesterday.
fuck.
it's too late.
i won't say why im crying now.
as tears well up and drop.
think this is the meaning of growing up and maturing.
i was too naive and playful for the last 15 years.
fuck.
it's too late now.
nothing can save it.
apparently, nothing.
guess i'll be taking one day off school.
but at least i made it in time to understand the meaning of it.
i dint regret anything.
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