Exams. Farewell. Financial crisis. Bad hair days. Meals.
There're like a million of things bothering you.
There always will be.
So many things to do with so little time left.
I wonder if you can even make it through.
Somehow things always fall into place in the very end.
Luck luck luck.
I wish it works for you again this time.
If God didn't exist, you'd have dropped out long back.
P.s. Don't take things for granted. God only help those who help themselves.
Eat. Love. Pray.
Love,
Jamie
Keep a diary and one day it'll keep you.
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