Few more days left....

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When I was young, I've never thought that growing up would be this hard. I didn't know it involves 'heart' and 'feelings' this much.

Few more days of 2017 and 3 months left till I can finally 'restart' my life again (hopefully).
For almost three years of being here, I have learnt so much, gone through so many things. Knowing people, friends became strangers, got my heart broken for few times, super hard and long cry, non-stop laughter, changed because of people and became the reason for people to change and many more.

My first year being in the 20s was hard, but I've learnt a lot.
Countless of 'thank you' and 'I'm sorry' to countless people. I'll put it all on my end year post.
I really hope this year ends well.

Love, 
D.

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