Sleep, sleep, O city! Though within the circuit of your walls there be no habitation free from sin, and all its nameless misery; the aching heart, the aching head, grief for the living and the dead, and foul corruption of the time, disease, distress, and want, and woe, and crimes, and passions that may grow...
Its times when I get stuck at tangled intersections for hours at a time because of the immaturity and selfishness of human beings that I really feel there is no hope for this country.
posted by Kaloy @ 11:00 PM
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I am the sorriest living demonstration of "first love never dies."
I know it's cliché, but so is "getting over."
Here is where I will write my saddest lines in hopes that:
1) I will regain my sanity after being adequately disgusted by my own katopakan.
2) That he will fall in love with me again after accidentally discovering this blog.
Mostly for the second reason. Good luck to me.
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You'll never get to read this. But I hope you've made peace with the fact you abandoned those who unselfishly called you Friend.
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