I miss those time we spent on the rooftoops. Feeling the night breeze in our hairs and faces. Staring beyond the horizon of the seemingly stary sky, the silowet of the houses standing in the dimly litted background. Feeling each others thoughts and sharing lame jokes as we sat in a circle. It seemed timeless and the bond was really tight. Sometimes
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It's just that no one wants to talk about it.
How about this....
After olevels, we'll do those senseless things again(:
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