I hate the smell of your perfume. But, I bought it anyway.
Because it reminds me on you.
I hate the taste of your steak. But I eat it anyway.
Because you made it.
I hate to see you with her. But, I love to see you smile, even if it's with her.
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Tbh, I honestly don't know why I write this chapter.
Sorry for lack of feeling, I'm tired.
School is stressing me out, and I'm starving (when I'm not?)
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Bittersweet Memoir [Previously Dear Heart, Why?]
Poetry[RANDOM QUOTES AND POETRY] Sometimes, it takes more than just words to make you understand In which a girl faces her bittersweet life and decide to pour her feelings into words. Basicly, this book contains bunch of quotes and poem (which mostly depe...
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