Four years ago, on this day, 21st October. A relationship started when a bitch told me 'I Love You'. After a year, she said, 'I Love You' again, not to me but someone else.
Since then, every 21st October is a bad day to me.
A symbol of betrayal to me.
I'm feeling bad unnaturally now though it's not because of that bitch. So, i guess it's a curse to me and every year, on this date will be my bad day.
Great!
I'll go clubbing later and see whether alcohol will cure my disease :D
MS. LIM!!!! FUCK YOU!
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