because our loves are inside those torn cover, however that thing looks.
is it about the money we spend? no.
it's about the energy to think about what to give, the energy to hang around the mall, the smile every time we imagine the receiver's expression, the frustration every time we think there will be no good things to give, and the time we spend.
because then..
i prefer a terrible handmade chocolate muffin to yummy bakery made blackforest (=
and i really want to be a part of destroying a kitchen, or at least, a part of buying the blackforest more than just being a stupid person who gives money only without giving any idea what to give and how to buy..
that's the meaning of birthday.

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