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Monday, August 29, 2005 |
Auf Wiedersehen I can't imagine saying goodbye to marco. It's as difficult as breaking a habit that you are already addicted to. Apart from the emotional attachment, its unbearable to think what he could do to himself. Guilt is more than a torture for leaving marco is comparable to killing a human being. Tonight i will finally break up with him especially that Con, his bestfriend thinks its the wisest thing to do to alleviate his situation. How shall i say it? I am too transparent to ever hide anything. What will happen to me after tonight? No one will wait for me from work everyday anymore or call me in the middle of the night and listen to my snores. Tonight i would be alone... again just as i had been many many years before. Oh no! Hes here! What shall i say? klouise danced at 9:17 PM |
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