nota kecil: succulent.

We know nothing about the future.

If only I didn’t take it that day. Then, I might be have the courage to make it today.

But yeah, we know nothing about the future, right..

The wound still wet and hurt me a lot.

Day by days. Year after years.

But, I still make the life till today.

And I thank myself for that.

Thank you for being part of my life.

Whoever you are. Wherever you are.

Just, live the life.