at times,
its not that i dont give a damn,
its not that the glass is half full.
i simply dont have the courage to face the truth.

i have this foul habit of being too preoccupied with empty thoughts. empty? thoughts? how is it possible? its like thinking of nothing or busy with nothing. truth is, i have perfected them all. i am officially facing quarter-life crisis. its contagious, i swear.

once you hit 20, everything starts to go downhill - yams

note to self: i should blog about my shanghai trip real soon

Flowers are the things we knew
Secrets are the things we grew
Learn from us very much
Look at us but do not touch
Phaedra is my name

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