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Heyya.

Its 2015! Ill be 35 this year, yay!

Im sorry for a very long pause. I was actually thinking to start up a new blog. A fresh start, but i love this one too much and i am who i was, so i decided to stay.

So far, 2015 has been a bitch to me. I thought i have changed, when i realized i am not. Maybe not 100 percent. But i am now in a better shape. Physically and mentally.. There are times, when i was lost.. So lost. I couldnt see the lights.

Few days earlier, i was shocked by some news i heard from someone too dear to my heart. I ignored her for days after that. I wasnt sure i was sad cuz of her decision to elope or the fact that she found her happiness earlier than mine. 

Happiness, i doubt. 

But, at least.. Yeah.. 

So yesterday i texted her.. And she sounds happy that at least i didnt gone for too long. Whatever it is, family is still a family. I may not support her on matter like this,. But, i cant stop her to go get her happiness.

If you consider that a happiness. 

Maybe i was in a bad shape when she conveyed the news. I was just quitting a more than a normal friendship with a guy who is 11 years younger than me. I know he is a kid. I sometimes got lost by his admiration over me. I think he  was so sweet. 

And he sulked.

And i quit. Life's too short for petty things. For surreal relationship. I was torn apart. Always the right feeling, the right timing, the wrong guy. Maybe.

So, Happy Valentines! 


xxx - Amy



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