Mannn do I love hosting. Theres something about hosting people over that just warms my heart. Knowing that it would be a place where people will rekindle back their friendship or any kind of ship just feels nice to me. Ni lah salah satu sebab why I want to work hard and earn more money. So that I can always host people and make my place as a place where my friends can come over for food and comfort. Inshaallah one day, a proper place specifically to host homeless and people who dont have enough to find good food and comfort. A place where kids can find not just food, but good, tasty, home-cooked meal.
Like an Unbreakable Curse
How can I still be this sad? Like an unbreakable curse that stays with me for eternity. Like a scene that keeps on replying again and again in one infinity loop. These feelings deep inside, that I can no longer hide. Im wondering around on my own. Hopelessly. Endlessly. Inability to cope and understand my own feelings. Lost. Completely lost. Was it a curse that was cast by mistake? A magic spell that never seems to break. An ongoing loop that can never be paused nor stopped. What is this heavy emotions? It feels heavy yet cold. So cold and dark. Ironic how I feel lonely but occupied. Like im lonely but im not alone. As the rain starts to pour, so does my eyes. It felt, homogeneous. Calm but sad. Peaceful but depressing. As the rain pours, water starts to flow rapidly and I let it consumes me. Drifting through the path that it takes without having a single say, I no longer feel alive. Like a puppet, controlled by invisible strings forged by my deep unsettling feelings. A sad, l...
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