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The wind just keep blowing and my tears just keep dropping. Emotions over these past few months just couldn't erase away. Nv ever in my life, I just get out of my Hse just to cry. Up to a point that I really dislike to go HOME now. I think I need accompany but I guess there's no need to bother anyone. Being too strong can be really bad. I really wanted to lean on someone but I guess I'm alone long enough to withstand such emotions. Ranting on my blog is better than bothering anyone at this hr. Sigh... Feeling the silence alone and heading back to the place call HOME in awhile. I can't be positive every single day .


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