I wrote a diary about my first love. Until now, that diary is still there, but kept in a box somewhere which i don't remember and sealed together with all the presents and letters my first love gave me. From time to time, when i tried to clean my room (a project which will never end because i got so many "assets" =.=) i found a few sentence here and there on pieces of paper about my romance, and also a name decoration, L.S.C scribbled on my english essay exercise book XD I found a few which is quite special and classic, written when i was sixteen. That feeling... on that moment... is soooo special. Money will not be able to buy that kind of feeling.
After we broke up, i still write my miseries, but on papers... Some even have my tears drop on it =/ and my first part of my blog wrote about my first love after broke up... Sad la, self-pity la, wanna-die symptoms la, "Why" la, etc etc... You can view my early post and you will know what i mean.
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