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... and you said, Love Dont Cost a Thing

so wrong!

despite the typical cost of dating, birthday present ( of course the gift is double the cost of the gift to your normal friend, might be as much as the cost of gift to the family members) and phone bills.. when the love is gone, there's also cost of it.

for me it would be :-

a) phone bills incl calling my mom, some guys to kill the time, cousins and of course your bff. thank God I dun have much bffs :D

b) water bill. well.. having myself in the shower not doing anything except crying in the pouring water.. argh.. blast.

c) coffee bills. Well at least not as bad as once upon a time, clubbing entrance and cosmos and booze bills and .. well, hotel bills.

d) shopping bills. :D should I list? eversince I tried to make myself happy and buying stuff to make me forget about GG.. there were little black dress books, new clothes, accessories from Diva, sigh... and latest were some stuff from Kiehl's. Phewwww and I am waiting for my Bobbi Brown eyeliner which I purchased online. Damnit. Im perfectly broke and its not even the month end!!


well.... huhu huhu huhu. whatever. I love myself more than anything now, and of course loving myself DOES cost a thing :D More THINGS!




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