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i'm gonna find another you...

oh how was life after the new year...
it was OKAY...still existing in my new place...my work...my little brown table with cranky girly stuffs... in the corner of our small lair at work...

still uninspired..still trying to give love a try...
been playing with my feelings..being content with something that won't exist until he comes along...

so new year has been okay...new priorities fell inevitably to me like rain on a bed of grass..just unstoppable...


my heart..its been fine..tryin to get a hold of all the emotions i was looking upon...

at the moment...Mr.G and I, i think had a falling out...

i mean...there really comes a time when all you think about was how are we gonna be together...
but like in fairy tales...where everything will be all smiles and bizarre music just burns your eyes with glee...yeah the ending doesn't always come in happy endings...

maybe my effort or the way i speak to him doesn't really or will never be able to exist...

point of discussion..
he doesn't like ME like me...

maybe because..IM NOT PRETTY enough...
im not thin enough...coz yeah..IM FAT and all...
maybe because he really didn't saw me to be his the one...
the problem is ...i think he is not ready..or maybe he really isn't just meant for me...
at the end of the DAY...the point is..he never really liked me..
twas just me all along who keeps thinking that ..hey I'm here..i like you for who you are...i like you just because of who you are..of what you believe and how you look...


but hey..just as the song says...


"Its really over, you made your stand...
you got me crying as was your plan..
But when loneliness is thru, I'm gonna find another you..."

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