Once I thought, I had used up all of my emotion and passionate, and would never love again. But the truth tells me that it's definetely wrong.
Growing-up is very painful, but I do think, growing-old is beautiful. Especially you know how to appreciate life, people, and all the memories, including bittness and happiness.
The most important thing is, to enjoy everyday. Try your best. ^_^
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