Never thought Son would weep for half an hour in that unexplainable feeling of detachment to some 80s wheels, personified as playmate
Real man sold his pedals™
« first time; seeing a teen bursts into tears, sobbing, on a not-so-crowded train, yet preserving how alone we’re in front of so many eyes
wife: Have you ever lied to me? \ husband: Technically yes
Upon reaching an outpost, you sometime need to swap horses.
A halt, however fatigue, is a rare chance of that inward looking-you
…you’re even ready to accept excuses of harmless evil act behind closed door as if it never escaped. But, you just can’t
…you deny preemptive act, you despise baseless allegation. You want to hold on to kindness as preconceived truth of human
Even losing simplest phone can have tremendous realization effect; you’re victim, caught unaware of evil deed; a natural act, as kindness is
December. I can’t help but winning the combat of yesterday, tomorrow