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Monday, May 30, 2011

Sister flying of to Xi'an today.
It's gonna be a week without her at home.
How will it feels like?
On the way to the airport now..
Enough of talking about sister..
Feeling down lately.
Feel like drowning myself in alcohol.
Tears doesn't seemed to stop flowing..
Tired of life without choices.
Eyes are pain and tired of tearing and tired of tearing alone.
Eyelids are falling, I wanna sleep.
But I am reaching the airport alr...


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