I've got work today. Heading over to chalet after that. Somehow life lost its meaning to me. What exactly do we live for? How do we know what we should do after every one thing that happens? I don't. It just has to be this way, I don't know why.But
How can I move on when I'm still in love with you?
Yours Ironically.
Yours Ironically.
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