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looking back on our memories, i admit i slightly missed your presence and your jolly but sweet-like personality.
.. but i can no longer bring back things that are broken already and maybe, yet, will never be fixed.
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tired.
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writing stories makes me happy because I could create a meaningful life for my characters that I wished to have through my imagination, whereas in reality, my life is meaningless.
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living life unmotivated.
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when is my turn to be loved like how i deserve it, lord?
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you don't know shit about me so know your place.
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i guess, i'm not likeable enough. all my life, i've never experienced the moment where someone would confess their feelings to me.
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or i guess, i'm not pretty enough. face card always wins.. sometimes i wish that i'm just beautiful to be liked like that..
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it sucks because i feel like i'm missing out that part of my life. i feel insecure whenever my friends tells me that kind of moment in their life.. am i not likeable enough? am i not worth enough to experience that someone would have the courage to make their first move at me? am i not worth enough to be pursued?
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i'll die with people's stabs in my heart, and still no one would try to get the knife.
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never been someone's MAIN friend.
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have you ever considered me as your friend? or i was just assuming things.