I sit alone, though people surround me,. Watching superficial people imitating one. Another, disguising what they really are. These people are the illusion of perfection. Outsiders deprived of esteem, are forced to. These masks create the perception. Reality, where sorrow and suffering is invincible. It is a place where fears feed on Insecurity. The insecurity caused by the taunting of those superior. Those who are superior are oblivious to reality.

Some are just same colour but still sorta matchy match. 51656;량의 크기는 부피와 비례하지 않는다. The size of the matter is not proportional to volume. The little girl who is like a flower. In an instant, I.

He is not just part of my life but whole of my life. But after some thought this was a best place where somehow I could write my feeling. Year 2 Semester 2 ended. Offically Year 3 and my attachment started on 7 March. I thought I could do better than this. Brought my brother and cousin to Skypark again, for a swim.