Uncle D

Going through an album of super beautiful pictures. I thought of art class I used to have.

I remember uncle D from art class told me, it won't last. And I was mad about it, so we had a deal, if it lasts after five years, he'd throw me a idk how many k party.

Hahhhahaha,
Turned out he's right. It didn't last.

Awh I miss art class.

I know, I wrote here for many times, that I should stop mentioning him. But it's like so hard.

You're like my drug. I'm deeply addicted, but I'm forced to stop taking them. That process you have to quit something, hoho. It's a looong, torturing process.

You're right about the milk thingy.
Oh gosh, today I had milk tea. I forgot milk tea contains milk, I forgot I can't take milk. Hahah maybe I'm getting old. Who else experiences shits like this after milk/cheese intake? I'm just fking 17.
I agree, to stop taking them in order to prevent self from getting hurt. This means stop eating my favorite food right?
Is this goodbye to spaghetti carbonara?
How depressing. The world seems depressing.

Goodbyes are the hardest, especially to those you love. (!! ._. )

:(