

My Last GoodbyeYou know what I hate the most? Knowing you hurt me so much, yet remembering what we had (or thought we did) that made me smile. I can still faintly hear your laugh and the way I smiled back at you. The way you would hold my hand in yours, in it I would feel safe and secure and without doubt. Or better yet, the way you made me feel special like someone who mattered to you because you would think of me sometimes. Even until now, you don't know how much I cry when I look back to the past. I keep this facade of joy, to hinder myself from loMy Last Goodbye

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bueno watcheado
salu2
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A poet, writer, blogger, novice photographer and trying-hard traditional artist.
Filipino-Spanish-Chinese
黄绮思
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Watcheame a mi tambien... ^^...
Bye y suerte, ahora me paso por tu galeria ;3...
Bye...
Nota: Soy Fari XD
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