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![]() School. My fucking sleeping disorder. The environment there, the people, the society and all. The rules, the teachers. I'm thinking of calling it a quit. Pursue something else. This is taking me to nowhere, I've lost my aspiration towards this and am I going to grow old living with that cert and that job that I'll have. I can do better, Irfan, you could. Seeing other people happy, just makes me feel a little bit confused. How did love make them so happy? I envy those guys who know how to touch a girl, their romance are perfection to none. I used to be a smart kid. A favourite among teachers and known as a teacher's pet. I've let myself down, I've let those who've tried down. Life's going through a cirlce and I'd rather be going in different lines at least I know I'm still moving. |
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