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♥Thursday, August 26, 2010 } 11:47 AM

today.. A colleague of mine was telling me how he was writing a jar of 99 short messages to his girlfriend because tomorrow would be their 99th day together.

He then went on and asked if anyone had done that for me..

Answer: no one

Apart from making me a little sad.. Yes.. He made me realised how i was always the one who had been doing it. Throughout all the relationships i have had. Well..

I thought about stuff through the entire night at work.. And realised.. That despite liking the feeling of being loved and cherished and held and all that other stuff.. I didnt feel much back. Honestly.. Maybe the best thing or the worst that has happened to me so far is..

I probably wont be feeling love any time soon. To me.. It doesnt really.. Matter?.. Cause i have.. Officially.. Become numb.. To this world.

Pitiful much.

Th' Lady♥

Just me (eLiz)
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