dear boo,
last friday was the 8th of august of the year of 08. - 080808 - i used to have a wish to get married on this date. -fairy tales dream-
i still on my own being independent. so much so, others could feel there is a layer of protection that they will say, "i'm too strong. losing the soft-side of me".
i still could feel you around. sometimes, do wondering how far you have gone. still wondering what would you be doing at the other sides of the world. - i miss you -
boo, i'm living fine except been going through some medication and weekly clinic visit. i do hope that one day, we could be friend again.
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