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 now I see it all through these broken glass fragments. she chose to live in self-denial, seeking comfort and support in her short-lived moments. of longing and lust. it was merely attraction at best, she could not have ask more. stranger thing is, how she even manage to get through it without any love. since it was going to go nowhere, would you want to even start it; a shade of greyness at the back of her mind. two weak characters was bound to succumb to temptations. one ought to prevent this uncalled mess by declining invitations firsthand. the first impressions are all that counts so strongly. ruined as it is, its hard not to count on it. Time to time, I make the same mistakes. But I'm gettin better with myself with each growing experience. someone,teach me self-love. Oh my pretty pretty boy I need you Oh my pretty pretty boy I do Let me inside Make me stay Right beside you |
