Bitter.As I grow older, I somewhat befriend bitterness. My chocolate has to be the darkest one. I no longer flinch while eating bittermelons. I…Aug 21, 2023Aug 21, 2023
House of FourIn this house of four, we reign, we flourish, we bloom. Our paths are quite rough — we know we are late bloomers, but hey, flowers bloom…Aug 21, 2023Aug 21, 2023
December is ending but I cannot let us end.I hate it. I hate seeing you turning back on me. I hate how hot Sydney is in December while it is freezing cold somewhere else. I hate how…Dec 30, 2022Dec 30, 2022
