winglish.
What the hell is wrong with blogger?
Even though I already heard, it sucks to have it confirmed and to hear it all over again. After the initial anger/disappointment/sian-ness or whatever you call it, in a way, I'm glad. I'm not being hypocritical, I really am. I typed a whole chunk of stuff bitching about cheaters and bastards, but no point really because it's been such a long time AND we've both already moved on. I really enjoyed our time together and I don't really think you're one anyways . At least one of us is happy. Finally, we can put those memories to rest. People say you never forget your first love. I'll always remember you and those few good years we had together. Thank you for everything and for the last time, goodbye. I hope you and her will be very happy together (: and no, I'm not being sarcastic.
Been through enough heartache in the past few months to last me a lifetime and beyond. Going off to somewhere else to hide and lick my wounds. And where else better than my mah mah's rickety old flat where a yellowing photo of a 2-year-old me still sits on the shelf above the tv. byebye.