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Wednesday, July 29, 2009

What is a blog for originally? Is it for others to judge you by? Is it so others can meddle with whatever thoughts you are thinking? Is it so others can gossip and scrutinise whatever you ahve posted on the platform you call blogs?

Well, screw you, I've had enough, I'm not going to keep up a facade to appear strong and wonderful and cool. I am human and I'm upset.

Anyway, i would like to share my thoughts about some kinds of people who fall in and out of love super easily. I know girls who fall in love and get obsessed with a guy and think of marrying him and oh-i-love-him-so-much then the next day NO MORE. If you had really loved him, love can't just disappear overnight.

Like me. When I fall, I fall hard, and I don't let go easily. Nostalgia wins hands-on. That's why I'm forever hooking back up with my past mistakes..because I don't forget and move on.

I SUCK.

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