Tomorrow, I'll celebrate my monthsarry. Singleville isn't that bad afterall. Minus all the crying and hurting, the pain and suffering, of thinking and wondering, it really, may not be that bad afterall. t's just that you know. There are days of missing the woman that I once was, the us that we once were, and the love that we once shared. All I've got left are memories, which even though I love, has been making me sad. And though I know that it may be for the best (after knowing that he feels the same way after all), I still don't know if it's a great decision or a stupid mistake. Hai. Whichever whatever. LIfe's like that, I guess. I just wish the days will pass quickly. Deep vein thrombosis people. It kills.
This is me. Welcome to my world.
mameee!!!! gimik!!! 
