February 2012
10 posts
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it's like..
I’m missing that face of yours, but at the same time don’t want to look at it. When looking at your face, I discover that long lost familiar comfort. But at the same time, I just can’t bear to look right into you, to scrutinise and realise how much I’ve missed you.
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January 2012
15 posts
1 tag
Mum: Luckily I’ve got a 老公 who helps me rub my feet. Next time will your 老公 do that for you?
Dad: *massaging Mum’s aching legs*
Me: Got! He’ll rub that almost 2yrs old wound on my leg and even massaged my feet when they were cramped & said to me, “feet smell”.
-.- @dunnoyoudecide