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my life, my story.
my father once told me that as long as a person is alive, everything will still be fine. anything is possible. and that includes life getting better. i believed him then, and still wanting to believe him now. in life, anything can be negotiable, as long as one breathes. but maybe not. or maybe yes. i am not quite sure now.
the only man i love was lost. and so with the only boy i had loved. longer. my wooing powers are not that convincing. still what can i do. i had love him. i had love them. but they had their life/death to deal w/. and i could only be me.
i don’t look forward anymore. for what. for whom. enough that i breathe. that i am alive. but sometimes, there comes a point that one wants more. craves more. crazily long for more. i don’t know what is wrong w/ me. or if ever i am entirely wrong/ damage. been through good and bad times. known success and defeat. happiness and loneliness. but lately getting tired and no longer that hopeful.
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