「A perspective of mine」
Life is full of imperfections. But the imperfections of life makes me who I am today.
Tuesday, April 12, 2011
Dear you.
I have a question to ask.
Why are you being such a stranger now?
Why can't we be close friends anymore? You did promised that whatever happened, we would still be close friends.
You were the closest friend I ever had. And I wish we still are.
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