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Có những chiều đầy gió Anh phơi mình trên cỏ Tự thì thầm hỏi nhỏ Em bây giờ ở đâu Anh đã chờ rất lâu Mà sao em chưa đến Giữa muôn trùng thương mến Vẫn chưa biết về em.

Your feelings do not matter. No one really cares. You try to make yourself believe that people aren't really that bad but you know deep down that people genuinely don't give a fuck. Your mind will be played with, your heart will get broken, your pride will get stepped on and you just have to suck it the fuck up. Don't pull that pity shit cause you're just fooling yourself. You're not "depressed", just weak, pathetic. Stop crying, there is literally no point because you know damn well, your tears don't mean shit. You're too dramatic, too emotional, too fragile for this world. Wtf are you doing here? Pull yourself together, apologize for having bullshit feelings, put that fucking smile on your face, and shut the fuck up. A letter from the world.

Nakalimutan ko na yung mga bagay na ayaw kong kalimutan. It's funny, you know, dati pinagdadasal ko na sana makalimutan ko nalang lahat pero ngayon, i am struggling to get my memories back. Lahat ng tungkol sayo, nawala na. Sabi ko pa naman noon, "hinding hindi kita kakalimutan." But now, ni hindi ko maalala kung kailan ka talaga namatay. And i'm so sorry. Wag mo ko multuhin ha. HAHAHA. The good thing is, the letter you gave me before you left nasa dropbox pa din. Ang kupal lang kasi nakalimutan ko na yung account ko don, at pano pag nawala yung phone na yon? Bahala na. Siguro nga ganon talaga yon no? Walang permanente. Temporary lang lahat. Yung tao na iniingatan mo ngayon, baka bukas wala na. Yung taong mahal mo ngayon, baka bukas hindi na. Yung taong andyan para sayo ngayon, baka bukas iniwan ka na. Yung taong ayaw mong kalimutan ngayon, baka bukas nalimutan mo na. Kaya sa mga taong hindi makamove on, kalma ka lang. Makakalimutan mo din yan. Darating yung panahon na hindi mo na halos matandaan yung pakiramdam kung pano mo mahalin yang taong yan. Sabi nga ni Ted Mosby, "Because at the end, the only thing that can heal a broken heart is time..." Kaya don't stress yourself. Bigyan mo yung sarili mo ng panahon para magluksa. Cause at the end of the day, lahat naman yan mawawala, malilimutan mo din yan. You know what, honestly? Natatakot ako sa gantong klase of realization. Sa iba, hope yung ganito. Sa iba naman, walang pakialam. Pero ako? Natatakot ako. Kasi ako mismo, pwedeng maging ako yung taong kinalimutan. Naging mabuti man ako o masama, makakalimutan din ako. At para sakin yun yung pinakanakakatakot kasi yun yung pinakamasakit. Masarap makalimot, lalo na pag yung nawala sa isip mo e yung taong nagbigay ng sakit sayo, pero mas masakit makalimutan. It's funny how a simple name of yours can extract this words out of me. Is this my punishment for forgetting you? Hays. Is it finally the time to look back, pogi? Countexx