you know the thing about party, you meet new faces.
like your friend's brother's friend.
your friend's cousin's friend's sister.
your sister's friend's boyfriend's cousins.
your friend's friend's friend's mother's friend's kid.
and so on.
you live through the party.
and when it finally ends.
it comes back to where you start.
you miss the same old person.
the person you thought was a past tense.
don't pretend like it never hurt.
1 comment:
your organiser is damn niceee!
:D
and i like this post :)
yutiing
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