digging into the exploding wardrobe
how could I have bought such a gross dress?
reusing the five years laptop
how could i have carried something that heavy every week?
staring into the boring colours
how could i stand the non-HD screen display?
handing in the ID card, photo facing table top
how could i look that ugly and still am ugly till today?
living with 100mb of Internet is torturing
how could i be satisfied with 52kbps?
procrastinating on assignments and presentation
how could i memorize all the chemistry formulae?
pretending i have never heard this name
how could i have fallen in love so badly, madly, sadly?
waking up at 7 is earning me salutes
how could i have woke up at 5 to do Maths?
how could i?
how could i not love myself for who i am…
this is how time flies
this is how we passes by
this is how time will never tell a lie
this is how we find, everything will be fine
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