Maybe it's because I'm sick and my mood is as flat as a can of opened soft drink.
While browsing through old photo albums, I noticed that I used to smile like a Cheshire cat. My smile back then spoke volumes of how happy I was, albeit silly and nothing close to the sophistication I yearned to be. In contrast, my photos of late looked jaded, forced and contrived. Eeks.
I like the other girl better. Though I scarcely recognize her to be me.
I hope she comes back soon. In the meantime, no photos please.
1 comment:
i miss her too.
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