25, I'm still a hobo. Nothing has changed much, people come and leave according to their conveniences. What am I? A outlet for others to pour out their stories and leave me with the emotional baggage. What happen to my childhood dreams? Or was there any dreams at all for me? I don't even know myself at times.
Going to continue my studies again, hopefully I will pull through...I've been struggling to stay up afloat all this while with no convictions. Don't let my faith falter, don't let everything that I have sacrifice be in vain.
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