Its always good to be in love, Its always bad to be in love also.
Its 4.41 am now, just came back from cycling at sembawang park.
Today weather very nice, bright moon, many stars, very cooling, chilling and peaceful.
Hopefully my world will always remain like this. On the way back just now if i am not wrong, beside a tree i saw a white colour thing, ghost. Staring at me or holding on something, not sure.
I act blurr and cycled faster. That tree long ago is already dirty, i remember smelling frangi pani and seeing those praying things there. Hopefully i dint bring those things back home. If i do, then i am damn bloody sway.
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