Sorry;

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or so it seems to be the word most commonly used.

for the road and the journey that so long it seemed treacherous, now has come to an end. for what it has been, once not too long, the best stage of my life so far, now deserves a rest, somewhere deep in the archives where no one’d remember. here is where we part.

its not easy. sigh. ijdkwts. being tired just doesnt sum up how i feel. nowhere near, in fact. but i could speak to no one about. idk. ijdk. if you wont lose cuz you dont own, wouldnt losing the opportunity to grab it consider as a loss? idk lah. some day, we’ll fly.

im so tired. so, so tired. i just wish to sleep, and never wake up again.

Brother Jude quoted G.K Chesterton last night, “Committing suicide is a far worse crime than murdering. Because when you murder a person, you kill only one. But when you commit suicide, you’re killing all other people that have once been in your life; implying that they’re not important, they dont deserve life.”

sigh. goodbye.
and to quote yesheng during the camp,

“Goodbye, my almost lover
Goodbye, my hopeless dream
I’m trying not to think about you
Can’t you just let me be?
So long, my luckless romance
My back is turned on you
I should’ve known you’d bring me heartache
Almost lovers always do”

Never gonna give you up
Never gonna let you down
Never gonna run around, and dessert you.
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