8 Days To Go

So I'm currently working while this certain song randomly played on Spotify. 

And a flood of memories came rushing back.

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Episodes that I couldn't stop myself from crying in the darkest part of the parking lot. 

Struggling to make ends meet. Juggling between jobs.

Those episodes that I kept crying and praying to God.

Looking back, I was able to survive.

Self, I'm proud of you. Thank you for choosing to fight.

8 days to go and I can't wait to walk on that aisle. 

Almost there =)

Bebu, I'm proud of you too.

We made it. I know DIY-ing a wedding is hardwork. But... Cheers!

Can't wait to spend the rest of our lives together!