Dear Mr. Manhid, (On-going)
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Ongoing
Last published Tue, Jun 30, 2015
The Sticky note is the only way for me to show him how i feel.
Sticky note na kinaiinisan niya dahil sa mga salitang nakalagay dito. One day i saw him throw it. Sa Malayong lugar.
And the message on the sticky note is...
I Love you David.
That is the day that i promised hindi ko na siya susulatan pero ipapagpatuloy ko parin ang aking nararamdaman.
Naging Manhid siya saakin...
Naging martir ako sa kanya...
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