Sunday, June 10, 2007
once, the three of us were such good friends but one wrong move, one misunderstanding and failure to communicate mess it up...i know i sld take much of the responsibility for tis whole screwed up mess but i found tat there was nth much tat i could do except living in regret...so i lived with tis much of regret in me and tried to move on forward...i tot i was the one who had really changed for the better between the three of us...but now den i realised tat i was actually the only one who was nv able to pull myself up again and move on...u guys have managed to get back to your senses and move on, while i am stilling living in my own imaginative dimension...a world far apart from reality...i feel so worthless...i made a real mess of my own life and now i cant retrieve those moment we had tgt and the memories we shared...its all too late...
notes of a tragedy
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