pitter patter pitter patter
listen to that tiny heart beating
hot tears sting your eyes
oh! your heart's shattered
listen to that tiny heart beating
hot tears sting your eyes
oh! your heart's shattered
Yesterday I cycled to Serangoon Gardens (I stay Macritchie/Upper Thomson) and back. No one believed I would make it all the way, especially Chloe who didn't start changing till I had almost reached. I also lost $18 playing card games, and came home with calloused hands.
One day, I'll get out of bed because I really want to.
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