I hate airports. I hate airplanes.
Every flight I take is an one way ticket.
And I love it. And I hate it.
And I hate to waste my time, and I waste it, everyday.
I hate that Portugal is 11418 kilometers away.
I hate that it takes me 30 hours and a thousand dollars to see my grandparents.
And I hate every single day that isn't worth it in this side of the world.
So Saigon, u fucking bastard, u better get ready to make me extremely happy. Starting tomorrow.
