After a huge paragraph that I've typed, I realised that the words doesn't go together like homogenised milk, and I got everything off, and started all over. It feels like I've been on this page, for hours. -.-"
I got rudely interupted by a thought as I was looking at the ceiling (I was being boliao lah). I realised that it's been quite some time since I last thought of my phailed relationships with friends and those I've lost along the way, to where I am, right now.
&yes, I was reminded of you, like for the gazillionth time, and simply because I really treasured the friendship we once had, and also because I dno what the real reason was, that drifted us apart.
Ohyes.
I have no idea about how people to react/feel about old friends coming back to you.
I'm fine with that at any time, but not this time round, because a pair of twins + another one came along and plump up the cushions and sat next to me.
Meet my friends;
Being-Lonely, Being-Alone, and Being-Neglected.
No prizes for guessing which and which are twins.
Ohwells.
Tillagain.
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