how we were meant to meet each other that time, but we just couldn't. it's a loss that i couldn't actually meet you. Germany is somewhere i should be. instead i'm stuck here with 2 steel plates and 7 screws. thank God i am still alive, breathing air, feeling the joy and pains that the World gives.
here i met someone that looks like you. not that much different, but different though. she is special in her own ways, and you are too. again, irony. i couldn't imagine that i could meet 'you' here, just close to me. nice knowing you, Lina.
p/s : she eats people, she says.
