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.Monday, August 03, 2009.

The end of a fairytale, the beginning of reality

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No man is worth your tears. The one who is worth it won't make you cry.

I've always thought that crying in a bus is rather silly. Okay. Very silly. And very embarrassing.
Today, I finally understand the feeling of crying in a bus. It means that that someone has no where else to release the emotions inside them. I mean, if there is somewhere else you can do it RIGHT away, then why do it on the bus right?

Singlehood: It means no more responsibilities. Freedom to do whatever you like without having the need to account to anyone. It doesn't mean that the world stops loving you. It just means that you no longer have someone you call yours anymore.

You once said, 'You will never see what lies ahead of you if you keep looking back. But. Now, what lies ahead is just an empty road that is to be walked alone.

Life is full of regrets. Or at least, mine is. Can I say I regret taking so long to make a stand? I regret keeping you waiting. I regret not pulling myself out when I still had the time to. I regret asking you what you want for your birthday. But, regrets are just like empty promises --there's no point saying them. But at least, I don't regret knowing you.

Thank you for being honest.. For still playing the nice guy to the end of the fairytale. Now that the confession has been done, what is left is to get go, and stand up again.

The irony is that, I can't put an end to something that had no beginning.

Nothing started, so there's nothing to put an end to.

Au Revior at 7:42 PM






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My best friend says I'm a mega retard(: I am SUPER random, and I like being random. Red is a nice colour, and Sunflowers and Roses are pretty :D





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