Wow. I feel like bursting out my blog here rather than in my multiply. I feel like my multiply is sooo dead. NAH. Just INACTIVE> hahaha. ) Anyway, no one bother’s to read this page. No one cares to understand nor to listen to all this crappy thoughts I’m writing. Hey that’s NOT EMO. And the title HAS NO CONSTANT CONNECTION to what I’m saying right now. BUT IT HAS A DIRECT CONNECTION TO MY FEELINGS.
Grabe. Iba na tong nafefeel ko. WHO CARES?
NO, THIS IS WRONG.
I’m constantly in a state of MISSING, WISHING, COUNTING. I don’t wanna put myself to trouble. JUST THAT.
You can’t be too careful anymore, with all that is waiting for you.
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