Rain drop keeps falling on my head. It falls everyday telling me to write something or whatever I can write about. Well, I have decided to see the world in a more old-fashioned way and touch on our common, humble, unique, and heroic sensitivities that define the sorrow and happiness of our existence.
Sunday, September 21, 2014
saya tidak berubah..
tapi kalau hendak berlakon sebagai orang tiga suku, senang je...itu tiga suku je berbanding dengan orang yang telah jadi gila kerana harta benda...
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