we used to spend retorika class tracing each others futures on each of our palms. my seatmate has strong, deep lines that hardly crisscross. mine are so faint in comparison, my life line broken and abruptly fading. i might not live long, i whispered to her with a smile as faint as my line. yes, she agreed in her brisk, indifferent manner that
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i log on indefinitely, though. :(
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nikita, ok lang yan. you'll get through the wedding. i'd like you to know you're not alone... i'm almost going through the same thing...
-issa
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unfortunately i lost the url/ :(
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wierd...
i wan to read this entry now but the bell just rang the second time and my class is still two buildings away...
i shall return here later
miss you much
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