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Sunday, August 24, 2008'♥

GAME OVER!
5 days before our 2nd Anniversary

I was living in denial all along.

I thought it would be a fun night out, in a long while.
I knew something was wrong.

You said,
Let's Breakup.

I was lost.
I knew I shouldn't but I wanted you back so badly.
I wasn't strong-willed and determined enough.

I'm supposed to be pampered.
I'm supposed to be coaxed when I throw a tantrum.
Because that's what guys should do to girls but I'm doing all those for you.

I don't mind if you forgot our monthsary.
I don't mind if you don't buy presents/flowers etc.
All I wanted is you to be nicer to me, make me feel pampered like how a girl should feel.

I really really don't ask for much.

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