Rabu, 21 Februari 2018

she wears hoodie on summer. she only got one jacket for winter. no much money in her pocket, to effort another pair of jacket. she hides her face in the book. no one has an eye to her look. sometimes she stares at the ground, to avoid glancing to surround. her cheeks full of...

Rabu, 14 Februari 2018

compliment isn't something she always gets. she's plain and boring, she thought. no charming, and no endearing. she doesn't want to give a damn. compliment isn't her thing. nice words don't sink in into her. anyone never called her pretty. and she never gives a damn. one day a boy called her...