All, in relation to nothing.
Sunday, January 22,
Arab Street. Simei. Ma lai ren bros.


It's 5 in the morn, and I've just reached home.
Last night it was plain - ahhh.

Simple. Enjoyable.

It's always nice to just be with people who brings out the true-er side of you.
Oh come on, everyone has it.

And I'm really glad that my parents are treating me as an adult.
They trust me for the trust that I have for myself.

Whoa. Trustception.


Moral of the story this morning: Learn to say no.

Hor, ziyad xD

5:49 AM.Oh my.