Le Introduction
Buenos Noches Daniel! In essence, English isn't my first language, thereupon don't be such a dick prick about it. In the nick of time of leaving Malaysia, I saw a flock of stars, Strawberries and Cigarettes by Troye Sivan was played as I turned my head upon the sky, miraculous; nothing could describe the night, beyond words, speechless. Glancing around the rooftop, I see nothing instead of the glowing sapphire skies, endless. It's merely me being me, daydreaming and sleeping . Thoughtfulness. Woke up in a place I could call 'home', a million miles away from my family, strange, faking smiles would turn out my priority. Gasping for air to reach my own identity. The identity I've been wondering for quite some times now. Well, I guess Karma is real. I laughed at someone for being different somehow by the end of the day, I am figuring this puzzle, difficult and complicated, a mystery, or a misery.