I write down everything I wanna remember n also 2 empty my mind, it may b thoughts of the moment...that come unsought 4 n commonly the most valuable. Whether or not I write well, it doesn't matter.

Thursday, January 19, 2012

A shoulder to cry on

Even thought it's an expected outcome and one that I hv been preparing for since a year ago, it still did not fail to made me sad...the mail he wrote me after meeting me yesterday made me flooded with guilt...the second mail after replying his first mail left me emotionally exhausted....
I have nothing to say....all I need is a shoulder to cry on.

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