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I thought you loved me.
It was just my wishful thinking.
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.Masita | 마시타

flash back
April 2008
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Wednesday, August 10, 2011 Wednesday, August 10, 2011
and it all crumbles down.

yeap i was right, that girl is his girlfriend.
its fine... i think i was just confused for a while
now when i see him there's still some sparks but its weaker than before
i swear by next week, this weird feeling is going to be gone forever.
and im never gonna see him ever cuz next semester he is gonna be in the afternoon class with that girl.
i still strongly believe that they just met in the bus that day.
why? cause i observed him like a stalker from the start and they look like they dont know each other at first.
whatever that girl look like a bitch.
she was so bitchy to me that day.
whatever, hope u are happy.
thanks for making me happy for that short period of time.
i hope you were sincere then.