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|male| |sixteen years old| |19th July 1991| |protestant christian, CGM| |GPRS, RI, RJC| |6A1, 2F, 4C, 09S03N| |raffles players, boon lay youth club, french connection| |♥ GOD, reading, writing, annoying people while ice-skating super fast, his psp, drumming, christian music, just plain hanging out with good friends| |gets ANNOYED with hypocrites, backstabbers, blatant boot-lickers (if you have to do it at least do it discreetly), people who get worked up over trivial issues|

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Actually the question I just want to ask myself is where the hell have I gone. Reading my posts a long long time ago, I'm sitting here wondering where the kid I was disappeared to. How I can't even recognize myself. How everyone has changed too much to take it all back.So maybe I'm a misfit and this is the way life is supposed to work.But you know, I really really really loved you, I really really did. And I realized how I've moved from having you and loving you but never telling you, to not having you and loving you silently despite that, to finding out truth that cuts me so damn deep, to standing on the sidelines watching you fade away into someone you aren't supposed to be and I'm helpless. I can't do anything because I'm no longer in any position to, no longer your best friend, nothing, actually.So in between all this shit about me and my loving you, which is pretty mono-sided, I really wonder where the hell I've gone. I wonder where the hell you've gone too, because despite your best efforts you are no longer who you were, and neither am I. Maybe all I need is to find someone I can really really really really love, but the truth is people I love have a habit of leaving me.So maybe I got used to it but the truth is I still can't. Once there was something like pure and innocent joy inside me, despite my growing pains and rages, was present in the more intrinsic and untouched form. Though I never knew it existed. Now there is something like pseudo joy and synthetic happiness that I tried to carve out of the nothing you left me with.It's really not that it matters now, you know. Because I don't actually love you or care about you anymore. It's really just that I'm wondering where I've gone, where is the person that used to care so much, used to be delirious about living and loving and giving, where is the me that I once knew?Or is this all just an illusion in a mist?其实我不是不开心，也不是伤心或难过。也没有什么后悔。只是觉得遗憾。

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