宅女 记

Time heals the wound but my heart still bleeds.

But it is OK.

At the stroke of midnight on 010109, the bleeding will stop.
Memories will cease to fade.

For me, memories are hard to erase.
Because the more I try to forget, the tighter it clings onto my brain.

Throwing out the things that could provoke old memories.
That's my way of saying goodbye permanently.

I will never let them hurt me again.

PS
I still have 2 days to finish packing my belongings.
Today's probably the dirtiest stage of Spring Cleaning.

Wish me luck☆