How I wish it is always holiday... just came back from hong kong. bought a lot of things. spent a lot of money. realise i am broke. and realise that i hope that everyday is holiday.
Sometimes, there are things in life that needs to be sacrificed. I onced sacrificed Love for Work, then Family for Love sub-conciously then Family for Work, and maybe Work for Love sub-conciously again.
Does the statement make sense?
How I wish everyday is holiday...
I am very tired. Very tired from all the nonsense. How does it feels to fly high and fall hard.
I love the time at night when we talk in bed before we sleep.
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