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i guess this would be my turn to blog about you.




i knew this would come. i know the consequences when i blurted out something i really shouldn't. yes you did say you didn't mind and you were okay with what i said, but when i got back and when we talked, the air wasn't the same anymore. i received cold responses, short and uncomfortable stares from you and i'm afraid to even make a simple gesture. i guess tongue and heart can never work together, coherently.


i know i can't undo everything. everything that had happened, i could just hope that i didn't say it at all, but i did after all. i wanna say sorry for everything i said. the stupid confession, the silly cries. i should think thoroughly before taking any actions and i should be ready if you back off, sooner or later.

who wants to keep a freaky girl as a friend?




i wish we had more time to talk, because there's just so much i want to clarify but i could sense that you don't like me talking about it.


and the sad thing is, i still don't get you.




dear lady, i am really really sorry i wrote this. i just do not know how should i say it to you. hope you get the message, indirectly.


that's it. i'm done. FOR REAL.