Oops! I'm Growing Up
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They said growing up means understanding life.
But no one told me that it also mean losing people, questioning yourself, and pretending you're okay.
"Oops! I'm Growing Up" - a story about laughter, love, pain, and everything, in between.
Because somewhere between "i don't care" and I'm fine," we all grew up without noticing.
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