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[1 January 2010|00:00] |
It isn't the thing you do, dear. It's the thing you leave undone, that gives you a bit of heartache, at the setting of the sun; The tender words unspoken, the letter you did not write. The flowers you did not send, dear, are your haunting ghosts at night.
M. E. Sangster
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[15 November 2009|02:58] |
i am frustrated.
the language barrier hurts. although i feel that im being loved, it just doesnt feel enough. could it be coz we're far away from each other?
please convince me how this is going to work.
sometimes i just want to escape, have babies and get married to you.
but it just wouldnt be right.
im so scared of how i'll end up --
to have made a compromise and not have followed my dreams and everything just goes wrong eventually
sorry if u get hurt when im not optimistic abt us
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