lonely he*art
and… i think i should thank you since it’s about quarter i’ve been reading your journal. every single post of yours introduced me with different dimensions of growing-up in fact i learnt that life’s never an art. no doubt that you’re searching an improving combination maybe you’ll be met soon. but, then… will you be happy? i mean i think you’ll no longer continue the same as the other day you simply craving for pure love. maybe not... i always think what i’ll do when i’ll get a hold for my last wish. maybe after a while i’ll suicide… gasp. about-faced… i don’t know.
posted by shuvo @ 10:30:00 PM
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