Late Night or Early Morning

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The thing about grief: it doesn't end with its five phases or whatever.  It stays.  It eats you every day.  You feel it in your chest.  Your arms tremble.  Yet, you can't cry.  You are never allowed to cry.  Not anymore.  Not after an evil, ungrateful man saw your tears and exploited them. A thought in the late night or the very early morning.  You feel the pain is fresh.  You wonder why you were stabbed and left to die alone.  Your hands seek a grasp.  Nobody is around. We are always alone.  And it's fine.  We are always better off alone. Forgive yourself.  Forgive me.
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Have you met Rissa?

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Rissa suka bergaya di depan kamera jenis apa pun
biarpun koleksi peralatan make up-nya banyak, dia lebih suka tampil tanpa make up di depan umum

so when she met Rio, she shows her humble, down to earth personality

but the truth is, she can be anything she wants no matter what people said. she is a bold person
and finally, dont be so shock, because this Rissa will fly beyond your imagination.


fly Rissa, fly...
foto diambil dari berbagai sumber, diedit pake pixlr-o-matic

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