charles-bukowski

I remember when I was sitting with one of my bestfriend on bus stop, and we were just crying in silence. I think that was the most comfortable thing in the world. She didn’t ask me why I’m crying, and funny how she cried because she saw me do so. Maybe because she knew even I myself didn’t understand what was wrong with me. And I feel better whenever she is around.

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