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i wonder what led us to this stage. really.

the blossom opens and it dies.
nothing really lasts forever. seems as though.

i question if i really did love him.
maybe i dont.
cos i feel totally different now.

at least i'm not crying now.
man i feel fucking nonchalant really dont care at all.

to think, like few weeks ago i was the one crying, getting upset. i am so so so much better than this.

duh.