Understand.

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you don't have to know me, you probably can't judge me either. i'm neither simple nor complicated. just a normal living that you, unfortunately, come across with.
a word of never, a word filled with lies.






i've got so much to rant about.
but yet i don't see a need to.

i've got so much pictures to post.
but yet, nobody will be interested.

i've got so much to update.
but yet, i can't be bother to.

this seem like a dead space.
oh well, whatever.
on the outside, i maybe a crazy retarded who talk rubbish.

but why am i still so not happy on the inside?!
why am i so imperfect?