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Love lost is still love. It takes a different form, that’s all. You can’t see their smile or bring them food or tousle their hair or move them around a dance floor. But when those senses weaken, another heightens. Memory. Memory becomes your partner. You nurture it. You hold it. You dance with it. Life has to end. Love doesn’t.”

Mitch Albom




para na sa mga sawi. gahd, i've been on this call for the past 2 hours. yofaxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx. ug nabiyaan ko sa ako lunchmate. faetch.





at times i wonder why most gals have hidden agenda. one gal would always bring up a person's name tas would always praise me kaso, i smell something fishy. or is it just moi?


ahhhhhhhhgahd. kalawig sini nga call!