So that last night I came into Dindut's house with Nikon after campus. The Royal Wedding that was held live on her room, you know, absolutely stunning. But that's not my point anyway. Dindut shared this short movie with us, and it was like oh-my-fuckin-god this is so real I'm a lot likely seeing myself over past times.
I watched it, and my tears were rolling down afterward. Not that I regret that precious thing I've been passing, but by clearly see that 4 years countdown I'm exactly going nowhere. That stranger once ever been the most important person in my life, was already back to stranger again. And I'm stuck into him. And it sucks the more I hate him. Mothafucka.
