Sunday, August 24, 2008
Where are they now? I have no idea. They all come and go. At the time it feels like the end of the world, but we all survive. I wish they're all happy wherever they are. That's the beautiful thing about memories. No matter how terrible the ending was, it's the good ones that we remember more clearly.
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