via morandi

kinda sad to leave this house.
in here,I tasted youth as a student,pressure while finding a job, crazy home parties with vest friends, love as being a gf,heartbroken as being an ex,confidence as a sales,relax as being home,confuse as finding who am I,drunk as party animal,passion as setting a studio...ect.
Now I finally have to move away,as if starts a new life in other area.
I looked around,every single cornor is memorable.
Tomorrow I will have to sleep alone.
I dont know how it will be,but now I felt a little sad to say good bye to this house.
I learned that when we grow up,sometimes we must say good bye to some certain things.

I love the name of the street because I am kinda supersticious. The first time I saw a street named Felicita(happiness),I know by living here,my life will be fantastic.
I did have a great time here,and I am more than grateful to those who ever accompanied,accompanying me.
I am being a child now,hard to say good bye.

Tomorrow I am officially on my own.