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Hey there, my dearest
          
          I, yet, again allowed someone to break my heart.  This time I am at fault. I let it happened. I wasnt cheated like the last time. I forced it. I should have known it wouldnt work. Don't worry, I wouldnt do what I did after him although I want to end this pain. It hurts soo bad. So, so bad. I just want to disappear. Can I just join you there? Please?

Hey! How's your bed up there? So tired today. Have tons of email! Sometimes i just wanna quit and be a ghost writer. Whaddyathink? 

Rest my dearest friend
          No more pain
          No more betrayal
          No more...
          
          

Cant share you. I'm selfish. June 9th, marks the day ill say my final goodbye.

Do you often have realizations? Like a 'eureka' or 'sh*t, i did it again' moment? I am getting those a lot lately. It irritates me because it keeps me awake when im supposed to be asleep and be alive, alert, awake enthusiastic (sorry but not sorry for my levity attempt) for my bosses tonight. The problem with my brain is it's too hyperactive! You give it a puzzle or an enigma and it'll go overdrive solving the problem and uncovering what's hidden. It's idiotic and troublesome. What will you do if your central nervous system has a mind of it's own? 
          
          My friends told me to find an outlet. Well, I did. I wrote poetry and sometimes delved in the art of story writing. But I dont have the patience to update regularly. Or continue the phasing of the plot. My mind would rather start a new one than continue where it left off. I think I have ADHD, among other things. The demons and monsters inside my head are assuaged by the harshness coming out of the poetic fiction (is it? you be the judge). It's 3PM and I'm still awake. The boogeyman is restless. It wanted me to write a sinister poem. No rest for harpies. 

I grew up anticipating summer. Typical child's wish is to enjoy the sun, play and swim. Since we are an archipelago, beaches are strewn everywhere (all over the country) like shells in the sand. So, the beach has been my haven against the seering heat. My simple wish is no difference from other children.
          
          But as you grow older and life becomes complicated, you become serious, no fun and be practical. You lost that childlike quality of innocence and believing that after the rain, there's always a rainbow. 
          
          What happened to that child who believes in unicorns, fairy tales and happy endings?
          
          Hay, ang sarap lang maging bata, forever! Good morning!