Home is not home it's hell actually
I hate beautiful things. Beauty is fickle. It's never stay
I'm a newbie so yeahhh
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Story by Noella
JASMINE
JASMINE
bagai ditinggalkan di gurun pasir
aku sendiri tiada punca untuk bergantung.
bagai bunga hanya tumbu...