I've got a few bucks (prob 4 bucks) left in my purse today.
And i was force by one of my classmate to donate out my few bucks left.
The person just stand there until i donate.
Haiii..so sad i'm such a poor kid :(
Hmm maybe i should think that i've done something good by donating to the myanmar cyclone victims?
Music melts all the separate parts of our bodies together. Music was my refuge. I could crawl into the space between the notes and curl my back to loneliness.Where words fail, music speaks.
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