Visited my room down at mum's.
Flipped through some old stuff, opening the cupboards to look at the old clothings I used to wear.
And my bed, which I slept on for the past fourteen years.
Good and bad memories.
Sometimes, its these memories that stir emotions.....
My life has been full of criticism, but its these criticism that help build my mentality.
I do have my regrets but nothing is perfect.
Live with it, smile it off.
Thats how I survived the civil war within the family.
For faith which has faded, there's some whom I know are trying to build that pillar to support my skies.
I'm grateful, v.grateful.
TY folks, esp my Meow.