its had been a wreck-week for me. one of the reason i hate school holiday - my past always chase me. its hurt me so badly tho. i can't even control myself to do so.
i just hate it. HATE IT SO MUCH.
"how come you can move on so fast?"
no i am not. i forcing myself. can you see that? im throwing you from my life. you just a roses. bloody roses with a sharp torn. i don't need you in my life. please go away.
Querido,
Shah.
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