listening to the most beautiful musid. gods voice. after all, music alone was made for him.
memories,of the good times are comin back. so nice. smth tht i think i forced myself to block out for months.
sometimes i still wanna hug him. mebe it was becos of the memory of how he used to hug me. tht was nice. back then. it was relle nice.
but yea. i will find someone else to hug again. :p
belle scribbled at
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