next year i wanna fall in love. i wanna be loved. i wanna talk about my day and feel like somebody actually cares. i wanna be needed, wanted, missed. i wanna be with someone who can’t go a day without hearing my voice…
buat yg bela mama gw, bilang ga seharusnya gitu, mama berjasa, terserah. in the end, this is my rant tweet, and only explains 5% of what goes beyond my life.
cuma gw do'ain, lu pada kalo jadi orang tua semoga lu sayang sama anaklu ya?