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Main Forum - Category:Love & Intimacy
sometimes...
Sometimes, I just feel so empty. feels like loneliness is slowly eating me. darkness is taking the only light that's left. happiness...? Am I just keeping myself away from it? Sometimes... I feel like I have nobody. That eventhough am surrounded by many of 'em still feels like am alone and forgotten. and unwanted. and everything else that insecurites can give... Is it just me? or do I really don't mean a thing? Sometimes, I feel like Am All That. but most of the times I just feel so small. so ugly. so left-behind. so pushed-aside. so stupid and not even contagious... Sometimes, I feel like I fit in. I'm cool. I'm happy. I'm normal. I get by. I can manage. go figure. but most of the times it is just so... It's so weird, I don't stand out but I don't really fit in. Share this post (facebook, email, twitter, etc) at pagpapalain ka ng husto.
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kulang na lang hindi ako huminga hanggang matapos si lungkot nya.
seriously though. i can't stand it kung nakakakita ako ng lungkot face.
yung face na maiiyak na pero nipipigil kasi ayaw pakita iyak nya
cge cge kung need mo ng kakulitan,
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