-_-'

i've spend a billion hours during this life, and it has reached 17 years. there's a pride in myself that i can through it all. however, all of these weren't as perfect as i think about when i was younger. too many stories that never even be thought. i was sooo grateful for what has been given by my Lord.

but there is one question that still disrupt my brain..


why remorse always come at the end?