I know how I should feel. But I don't know how I really do feel.
I was as frank as I could have been. Just like how I strive to be in real life, minimal censor, just be me; but I end up censoring all after all.
Feeling, and trust. That was the theme.
I shed tears, but did not cry.
As I word it out, I heard my voice shake. That was something that I would used to tell everyone and joke about it. But today I realized that it might be something that bothers me the most.
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"Even if I just stayed in my room, it was MY choice."She said that's the most insightful thing that I've said. My choice. Ironic how it is UTAR's slogan. Blerh~
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