It's ... hard. I don't think I can move on. I was staring at the necklace during my entire bus ride. In case you don't know, I bought it for Danielle. I wanted to ... give it to her.
Hm ... whenever I look at it, it only brings one memory. One small memory. And it hurts, more than anything I've ever experienced. I actually almost cried. I just ... can't ... do it. I guess now I know that I shouldn't get too attached to people, huh? >_>
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Gaming freak, all the time.
Life's way too complicated for a lazy bum like me. XP
Love is like a flower. It can flourish or be torn apart. Give it to someone worthy. If they break your love, bury it and let your love blossom once more.
Love is like a flower. It can flourish or be torn apart. Give it to someone worthy. If they break your love, bury it and let your love blossom once more.