Hoping, wishing your car would be parked downstairs.
Hoping, wishing you'll be waiting downstairs.
WHAT ARE ALL THESE FOR AGAIN?!
Why is it so hard?
I can't help but to breakdown and cry again.
I'm tired out.
I've to stop.
I really have to stop.
"Do you know how much does it take to spare a thought for others?
Do you know how much it hurts when you came to know you are able to spare a thought for others at work, but not for other things, including me?
Do you set your priorities right?
FYI, sparing a thought for someone doesn't cost a single cent at all.
Have you made the effort to do so?"
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