Wednesday, July 02, 2008

because there are days when you just dont wanna get up in the morning..

hay. bangag ako kaninang umaga. at pagod. at hindi masyadong masaya. not even after the ice cream fix. now im trying the "lets see the world from a different perspective" approach.

im trying to see if i can make it alone. it just seems odd that for the most (and i mean MOST) part of my life, i've never really had anyone. and now, its odd trying to see myself without you. i'm not clingy, i think. and i dont think i've grown dependent either. just that, it feels right when your hands are in mine (or is it when my hands are in yours) and im in your arms (or is it when you are in mine). its just crazy really.

here's the deal, i think. i miss you. i miss you. i miss you. i miss you. i miss you. i miss you. i miss you. i miss you. i miss you. i miss you. i miss you. i miss you. i miss you. i miss you. i miss you. i miss you. i miss you. i miss you. i miss you. i miss you. i miss you. i miss you. i miss you. i miss you. i miss you. i miss you. i miss you. i miss you. i miss you. i miss you. i miss you. i miss you. i miss you. i miss you. i miss you. i miss you. i miss you. i miss you. i miss you. i miss you. i miss you. i miss you. i miss you. i miss you. i miss you. i miss you. i miss you. i miss you. i miss you. i miss you. i miss you. i miss you. i miss you. i miss you. i miss you. i miss you. i miss you. i miss you. i miss you. i miss you. i miss you. i miss you. i miss you. i miss you. i miss you. i miss you. i miss you. i miss you. i miss you. i miss you. i miss you. i miss you. i miss you. i miss you. i miss you. i miss you. i miss you. i miss you. i miss you. i miss you. i miss you. i miss you. i miss you. i miss you. i miss you. i miss you. i miss you. i miss you. i miss you. i miss you. i miss you. i miss you. i miss you. i miss you. i miss you. i miss you. i miss you. i miss you. i miss you. i miss you. i miss you. i miss you. i miss you. i miss you. i miss you. i miss you. i miss you. i miss you. i miss you. i miss you.

ganun lang talaga ka-simple.

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