Post #1196. My muse is endless, and I may possibly rant too much, but at least the mojo has remained constant throughout the years.









Does looking back help people bloom and grow? I encouraged reminisce and browsed through old photos, only to experience a certain surge of what I'd call an 'ouch'.








Do you remember taking them? You loved me through chubby and skinny phases. These memories are irreplaceable. Thank you nonetheless, for four years, for happiness, for sorrow, for everything.