14398.)I make this story up in my head that one day, when we are twenty-somethings, we'll bump to each other while walking.
You’ll look at me and for a moment, you don’t recognize me and then you say something like, “I swear, I know you.” And you do. Then, we’ll spend so much with each other. You’ll fall in love with me just as I fell in love with you. But I’m going to break your heart just as you broke mine. I hope then, you’ll realize how much you hurt me and how much you missed out. Then, later on. We see each other again. We’re forty-somethings, with a family, married, and have children. Then, we have an intense, hot affair, realizing that we were made for each other anyway.
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Indonesian, 22, Hesti , Student, University of Indonesia, Criminology, Transnational Crime, Struggling this hellhole for reasons unidentified.
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