Frankfurt New York is like a taboo flight. As much as I love these two cities, every time nearing the end of the trip, it always makes me feel some kind of down. A kind of unspoken emotional tension that seems to be pulling me apart somehow.
Was too confident, arrogant to think I can conquer every thing I want and then to realise the ultimate loser is actually myself.
Such a laughing stock.
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