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Love Never Felt so Good

This is gonna be the 1st entry of 2018. 
I just realized that there was no single entry in 2017. I am not surprised though cuz 2017 was indeed a worst year. And i just couldnt wait to finish it. 

Anyway, the post title is actually the song I am currently listening to. 

Also, this gonna be the 3rd version of my blog life. The first was 2002 to 2007 I think. I deleted all the post cuz I couldnt deal with the bitterness. Still i cant actually move on if you ask me. 

The 2nd part of my blog life was 2008 to 2016. Guess what, there were still some same persons. Bitter became sweet then bitter again. 

C'est la vie.

So, something happened last week. I came across instagram of my two men I once called my man. Aww, they look happy. There look like they got what they want and yes they look ridiculously happy. At least, happier than me.

Well, I know happy is subjective but seeing them happy, I felt happy too. Then I felt lost. Then I emailed Nabil, and he didnt reply yet. I felt like jumping to the end of the world. 

I am being dramatic. Lyke myself. I dont change much. 

Hmm so, yes 3rd part. They said good things come in three. I hope I have that good thing. 
Pray for me. 


<3, Amylia

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