I don't know when it ended
I don't know what went wrong
I don't know who at fault.
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Tales to tattle are tales that tattered.
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Grrrr
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After knowing that moving on means letting go, I have always be cautious of every little step. No, I am not afraid of making mistakes. I am more concern about not finding the one I can keep on doing mistakes to.
All must have remembered your own story, your first love. Sometimes it takes a lot of effort to forget, some might be impossible to let go. If you ever find one that still hung upon the past, leave immediately or you will ended up being the substitute for a little while then let go when not needed. In fact, thrown in some cases. We do not want that, do we?
Live your life. Move your ass. Make wise moves and be happy. Sometimes, your happiness can be so infectious, you may smile all the time when others join in chorus.
Thanks to everything, I can finally see the rainbow again after gloomy rainy days.
Thank you for your time in my life. It sure made me the happiest, but also the worst when ended. Not even so happy when I looked again.
Thank you for those who helped, and those who backstabbed. You guys are very much the kind of people who made life interesting.
Thank you very much.
Regards.
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