I love with parents in a big house, don’t have to cook nor clean nor drive, my father is opening a business for me. I get to sleep and wake up anytime I want. But there’s this underlying feeling like things could go wrong any moment. Also I don’t feel pretty. I’m in my late twenties and don’t...
I don't like to start crying in my eyes right now. Almost crying. God, you can see why it is. God knows that I don't play at all. I deserve to hear good news right now.