But somehow rather, no one took mine or worst, theirs seriously.
I treasure little things the most. But I know it will never happened to me for my 20th.
It gets more depressing each year.
Things used to get so happy and innocent last time. You'll spend more time with genuine friends rather than lovers that would break. Promises made? Bull shit.
Nothing is going on plan now.
Attitude changes, Characteristic changes, Friends changes too.
But those that I treasured aren't by my side.
The vegetarian, The 30th floor girl, The soft Malaysian.
I really treasure the time a lot.
But somehow, everyone changes.
Time really is a miraculous thing.
