Hello. Here i am again reading the TMOL for i don't know how many times already.
I discovered TMOL way back 2016. But even how many times i read it 2 or 3 times a year, it never gets old. It feels like someone written who i am.
By the way, my true name is Lolita. Always been left behind by friends or by love ones, forgetable and never been remembered. At least in your book, it's feels like it's my parallel world. Someone remember lolita, someone look at her gracefully even she's a car crash and a broken glass.
It's been ages since i want to Thank you for making TMOL. It became a comfort of my sad soul.