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Our Play Date.

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Mahal ko naba Sya? 
Hindi paba ako kontento sa mga bagay na nangyari saakin?. Welp we don't know how to control our lives you dont know how to stop feelings you don't know how to stop pain.

You don't even know when your life will end in short you don't know anything from the future. Even loving is very Confusing if you would love again or you will stop dating cause you are now have a lot of traumas, maybe you should I don't know. But there's one thing I know.

Love at the very young age is A GAME. Is it really a thing we call fling eh dumating lang bigla saatin at umaasa at nag paasa Tayo sa Isang tao? Well we don't know.Todos os Direitos Reservados

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