Friday, June 27, 2014

Empty chairs and empty tables

Sometimes, I just don't want to go. I don't feel like going. 
The food here is warm. The blanket is warm. And people get to grow with their parents, and silly friends. Sometimes we go out and have warm dinner. There's no need to question how we are going to rank in the hierarchy of the world. 
There is no need to cry over questions.

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