Saturday, February 7

mixed up.

know the feeling?
chilli + ketchup + sambal + oyster sauce + oil + syrup = ???

i do like the trainings these two days.
but i don't know if it'll still be the same in future.
running was forever a chore for me. but i guess after these period of time, it may turn out to be my favourite NOT!

a lot of shits.
at this point of life again, which idk what im supposed to do in life.
no dream, no goal, no target. life is so loser.
i have a dream, an ambition. too young to fufil it. rubbish.

but anyway, we all know what's the simplest thing to do to be 'life's good'.
and as easy as it says. it's easier said than done.

words alone means nothing.
what's the purpose of saying all these shits now. thumbs down.

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