Day-3 before final. And I feeeeel so sad.
Not because worry about those shit, but about my mom.
Again and again, this x problem. The problem that I can't handle yet.
I hate seeing mom crying. I hate myself more because I can't do anything.
God, I hope you always here and found us.
I hope you give her strength. Always.
xoxo,
mute :)
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