this is real, this is me.

friends,
you are not a pencil nor a pen.
you are a permanent pen.
you contain the permanent ink,
which cant be erased.

and therefore,
you are left intact in my mind.
the memories we had...
the path we took together...
the times we had.
only one word to say,
F-U-N.
haha. :)

i dont miss you, thats fake.
i miss you, thats exaggerating. (or not? i dont know)
haha.

well, whatever it is.
let nature take the course.
friends are like treasure,
hard to find,
difficult to forget..

i dont like to attend hist lesson...
i dont know what is the teacher talking about.
haha. nvm.
thinking to change to econs.
should i? haha i dont know.
later then think.

i made it possible,
but do you want to make it possibe?
i am wondering.

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You're the voice I hear inside my head, the reason that I'm singing

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