photographed by me,
one night on the way home
my mind is as mess as those picts.
blur.
i can't think clearly.
i can't see brightly.
hey Edward Cullen, may i borrow your mind-reading ability?
i want it. i need it.
:(
ps:
currently addicted to Untitled-Maliq n d'essentials,
don't-ask-me-why.
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