Thinking, searching, looking through the mirror the special me. Trying to pen those amazing words to market myself in the essay, yadayada. Like Arlina said, "jual je". But, there is something that keeps on bugging me
... which is pissing me off, seriously. Semacam kepalaku berputar 360 darjah.
I can't help it. I miss . . . . . . . . . .
Am I a bad person?