30.4.04

im seriously thinking of deleting my friendster account. coz it sucks. it was a good way to reconnect with friends but it's also an easy way to...nevermind. i just wish i can let go of all my friends messages...then i'll delete it.



on being broken hearted...



But the question is; why I would bother to pick up the pieces of something long broken? Because, my fine reader, I'd want to have it intact when I finally give it away to someone else...



not my mine but he's able to put into words the thoughts of those who had their heart broken. i've been reading this very nice journal, the url i cant give out for now, and it's been good therapy not only for him but for his many readers whose hearts are broken too. its just so sad that some of the things he's mentioned, im seeing right now. is his story a conclusion? no. not really. just something to help prepare you in case something like this happens to you. i feel the pain in his writings and his efforts to get over someone...something...



with this, i leave you my friends. its saturday. i deserve a good day sleep. just think...



And for the impossible things that we all dream, maybe tonight I will dream of us looking out into the street. But five and a half inches away. Waiting for our jeep. And maybe we’ll see snowflakes fall over Quiapo --- x-boyfriend



it's over and done

but the heartache lives on inside

and who is the one you're clinging to

instead of me, tonight

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