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Rhiena Mye Pardo Cogtas.
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< Monday, October 18, 2010>

I wanna text you. I want to tell you that I miss you and want to start our relationship over. Pretend that nothing happened, be strangers once again, and get to know each other all over again. But then I remember, if you wanted to be friends again, you’d call. You’d text. You’d say hi. You’d start acting like you actually care. Even if everything with us is over to you, I can’t help but miss you sometimes. I can’t help but miss all the fun, sweet, and my favorite “aww” moments that you don’t even care about. I miss you, I really do, I wish you did too.
Don’t know why I’m feeling this way.


"To be honest with you, I dont have the words to make you feel better. But I do have the arms to give you a hug, ears to listen to whatever you want to talk about, and I have a heart; a heart that’s aching to see you smile again."



Nawwwww :')

on a side note, grad day tomorrow!
excited? not much.
more of the idk what to expect kind of feeling.
gonna be a day to remember for sure though.

xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx


it's 9:22 PM now

&I've got my runaway smile