Every word we converse hurts.
Pierce through my heart.
Sorry, it has been months, but my heart refuses to go on.
Because I was foolish; I took you as a friend that I couldn't live without.

Love, is not about find a person that you can live with,
but finding a person that you cannot live without.

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Happy 5th Birthday Sissy.
Long way to go yes.

Now it's my long battle with SS.

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sometimes, i really hate myself for being ever so weak. i can never get past myself. i can laden myself with tons and tons of commitments, competitions in an attempt to make myself feel a little triumphant. but it never worked. those words, no they didn't mean to hurt, but they did, and it hurt a lot, too.
yeah, i go on telling everyone that i'm alright. trying to convince myself too. but in reality, it's just the same as any other year. i can't step over to the brighter side of life.
and that, makes me the greatest loser of this world.