We’re young. We don’t need a boy to love, hold and kiss. We won’t always be able to relax and be kids, but we’ll always be able to love. So I’m gonna get out there and liven up this world, leave my mark, make a difference, because in five years we will want to rewind, but we can’t. So stop worrying about that boy, now is the time of our lives, let’s make mistakes and not care, and memories that will never fade. Live it up and live it crazy. We are only young once, let’s screw this up right. source: TUMBLR  |
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 Indonesian, 22, Hesti , Student, University of Indonesia, Criminology, Transnational Crime, Struggling this hellhole for reasons unidentified. General: super sensitive, over emotional, clumsy, careless, procrastinator, fragile, over excited. fashion lover and swag the way she likes. conspiracy, religion and gadget maniac. already survived merciless university drama. calendar
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