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Yosely. Cily. Jo. 郭臻璎。
Full time student. Translator and tutor.
Sarcasm plus cynicism mixed with genuine concern.
LOVE reading.
SHOEaholic.
Addicted to Western TV series.
Introvert AND extrovert at the same time.



wish list
NO REGRET
college again, major in Japanese literature
move out from Medan
a new phone
♥ a new digital camera
♥ great main job + fun side job
♥ certainty ;)

next to read
Wuthering Heights ~ Emily Brontë
The Book of Tomorrow ~ Cecelia Ahern
那个女孩叫 Feeling ~ 藤井树

daily reads

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days by days
Spoiler
Wednesday, February 27, 2013 @ 5:03 PM


That moment when you can no longer shed tears for that certain someone, you realize that you may have reached your limit. You start to analyze why it doesn't feel the same anymore. You wonder why it's easier now. You don't feel sad, nor do you feel angry, it's just, ..., empty. Like there's a hole absorbing every single emotion you may have left.

You know what, it's the perfect time for you to let go. ;)

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