My eighteen years of existence is like a teenager's room. Why? It's because I have lived a messed up life in the morning, but then, at the end of the day, it becomes well-organized. In my life, I have fallen for I-don't-know times, or people may have rejected me and my thoughts, but as I see it, it is not the END yet. In fact, END means "Effort Never Dies" and the NOs that those people gave me only means that "for every no answer I get, it only reminds me that NO is defined as NEXT OPPORTUNITY" ...
So, I have to stay POSITIVE. :))
by the way, my name's Shima.
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