Have you ever loved and lost somebody?
Have you been crushed and broken over and over, yet still tried to love again?
Concise apophthegm right,? Yes, because that's how living and loving goes.
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👆 My kind of Ays. Curvy yet dame flamin' hottt!🔥😉😘
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" Oh God, how I'd love to binge with beer pong and sit at home watching Matchmaker's Playbook, drooling over Nick Bateman while knocking on devil's door with a bottle of wine !"
The whole party patch I sticked on either sides of my head are not even helping to ward off my debilitating headache and nausea!
" I hate drinking!" I whined, my hands massaging my throbbing temples.
" Yeah! You obviously hate it honey!" Walter replied, agh!this man doesn't have any sarcasm in his veins!
" I don't care about your hangover Yarcia! My concern is that guy who took you home!?" And, there it is again lads and gents, Aiko's Cheshire cat grin! Huh.. don't dare to ask me what's running through her mind! Gross! Grey and shadey!
" Agh! Jim?? Thanks..but no thanks! I think he likes Yrsa."
" What? Me? No..." she quickly blocked. " He's so gay for me."
" Whoah!" Ai and I chorused.
" You didn't just call Jim Grover gay, did you!?" Walter asked.
" Let her see for herself !" I chirped in.
" I mean, he's just definitely not my type." Yrsa answered firmly as her eyes shifts to me and Aiko . Defending her impression.
You can't blame her though. Jim, the quite type of guy, at first, but if you got to know him, Jesus! He's irresistable as fuck! Ah well.. there's an exemption when it comes to me. Bleh!
" What's that?" I asked as I could not take the curiosity any longer. She's been scribbling to her pink note filled with stickers all over, since we hopped in.
" Oh this, my slam book! A simple biography of people I meet." She proudly showed and flipped through pages.
" Is that still a thing until now?"
She just shrugs. " Well, yes! For me atleast. People come and go like waves in the ocean, no time, we never know when and who will stay. So when they leave, I can just have a quick flip through to the pages and scan memories. Serves like a remembrance. And not just that, this also helps one to become more self-aware and understand themselves better so they can set goals that will make them feel trully fulfilled when they achieve them."
Wow!
Left me nodding in approval. She's got a point though.
If only I am that strong to flip back through the pages where I was left broken.
How well do I understand myself anyway!?pffft
" So who's Ace?" I asked trying to change my thoughts as I feel something strange yet familiar sting inside me again, after a long time.
