Photos are my only reminder that there are still time, life, hope and joy for me. It freezes the split seconds where joy occupies my mind. Yet once the day ends, my eyes’ floodgates opened again and let out a huge gush of water, hugging the contour of my tired face and finally find themselves committing suicide on the floor or getting wiped away by pieces of paper…
(All photos were taken by either me or my dear. Photos with both of us in the frame were taken by my trusty extended left hand.)



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