Until death
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PROLOUGE
Naiinis na ko sa babaeng toh! Kanina pa sumusunod sa akin ano sya alagang aso ko...
" Hey Alesha stop following me okay! "
Sermon ko sa kanya na kanyang ikinabahala
Kala nya di ko malalaman na kanina pa sya sumusunod sa akin
" H-hindi K-kita S-sinusundan " tsk.tsk. sige deny pa eh halata naman ,nauutal-utal ka panga eh!
Di ko na sya pinansin at dire-diretsong naglakad...di ko alam yung problema ng babaeng to pero ang masasabi ko sa kanya , sobrang clingy nya aabot na sa point na maiinis ka ng sobra-sobra...
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