Sigh.
Tmr is going to be a bitch of a day. Gonna head all the way to sengkang for work and the uniform...DOESN'T FIT. my body was not made for chiness fashion. Okay main gripe over. In sha Allah, ill get through tmr without difficulty and the people I work with are nice and I stop feeling this way. Like I've been stomped on and left to bleed dry. Maybe that would be the better option.
Why do I feel too much and so frequently.
Stop brain. STOPPPPPPPPPP.
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