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The End

It has been part of my being to be sentimental. It is also very important for me to maintain a sense of identity and it include my blog. However, it always take a lot of courage to overcome something, especially letting go.
I've never been the kind of person who forgive and then forget. All incidences in my life created a mark in my heart. It is just sad that the bad ones are the one who created the greatest scars. It has always been painful for me to wake up in the morning and continue the battle of my life with the situation I have. Life has always been beautiful but I don't see it clear as it is because some memories of the past which I want to refer to as nightmares. They've never been any helpful for me to become a better person.
Maybe it's about time now to let go of the past to be able to move on without any worries. I just feel sad that one of my decision is to permanently leave this blog and all the personally owned links connected to this blog. Yeah, it's a tough decision but it's final. However, I know it will be for the better. I will still blog but at this time, to a more private one. I decided to keep it private for the reason that I'm now forgiving and forgetting at the same time all those memories especially all those people who caused me pain and daily worries and i want to start anew.
Til our paths cross again. Bye bye!

~END~

Comments

Jinjiruks said…
ei bro. wag naman. nde naman du nagtatapos ang lahat. u still have friends naman like me.
Dan Hellbound said…
I understand your decision on leaving this place. Until we cross paths, then. Good luck on your future endeavors.

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