I stare at the cups like two seconds.
Then, I begin to feel like the protagonist in comedian movies.
Seeing everyone, who has not been losing heart, makes me feel exhausted to heap coals of fire on one’s head.
Sometimes making this kind of conversation is hard for me. It must be ended to be, like, gouache one.
Gee! I fail to understand why it is happening to them.
They are too sensitive about critics or advice, but actually don’t want to speak gently to anyone else.
Ironic.

Baca juga:  Clueless One

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