27:17 (TWENTY-SEVEN SEVENTEEN)

27:17 (TWENTY-SEVEN SEVENTEEN)

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WpMetadataReadTerminé lun., juin 29, 20201h 17m
This is a story kung saan may mga bagay na hinahayaan na lang. Ito yung storya kung saan na di dapat balikan pero sayang naman. Dahil ito rin ay totoo. Ito rin ay nangyari sa kasaysayan ng buhay ng isang tao. Sana ay may matutunan kayo sa nilikha kong storya. At kung may pagkakamali man ako sa aking mga opinion ay malaya ko pong tinatanggap ang inyong mga payo. Please comment and vote. Isa to sa mga magagandang alaala ng buhay ng taong isinusulat ko. Kaya sana magustuhan ninyo.
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"You were worried about me, Specs?" He smirked. "No, Tyler. I hoped that someone cut up your corpse and fed it to paranas. Obviously I was, you idiot! I'm a doctor. Worrying about people is kind of programmed into my system. It's a curse if you ask me," I surprised myself a lot more than I thought was possible with my answer. And what did he do? Laugh! He fucking laughed! Not full on rolling- on- the- floor laughter but a laugh nonetheless. "This isn't funny, Tyler." "It kind of is. Almost a month ago, I would've sworn that you hated me. Be careful, Specs," he squinted down at me, "or you might actually sound as if you like me." I rolled my eyes. "Don't flatter yourself. I was concerned. Don't confuse that with affection. It's two very, very different things." *** When you think that all is not lost in the world. That not all men are pricks and that not all sushi is bad. When you think that there is a light, no matter how dim, at the end of the tunnel. When you think that life isn't the ruthless bitch you've always thought it was... It turns around and bites you in the ass. When you think that the past will always and forever remain where it should be... It comes at you from every direction. Like a violent tsunami destroying everything...and everyone in it's path. Can you change what happened? I wish. Can you stop what's going to happen? God! I really hope so.

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