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over.

now i am officially over. done with the stuff i used to do, which are walk around thinking that i'm a loser. how could i live like this? i thought so too.

now i've seen that the only person i need to really love me is me. the only person that needs to tell me that i'm not a loser is me. and the only person i need to believe in is me. self centric? hell yeah.

there is still room in my heart for love. that is, i still reserve some space in my heart to the someone who will inderstand me, be there for me, and love me. i wouldn't want to waste any more of my time on someone that's not gonna give me the attantion that i give her. i wouldn't want to be any more inconsiderate to myself than what i've already been. i want to move on, and that's what i've done.

i know i need to get out and meet people. that's the least i can do for myself. and that's the most i can do right now. although my priorities have already shifted, i know that i have to give myself space and time to be able to think ahead and go ahead.

moving on is a matter of choice, and i choose to do it now.

i've always had the chance to back out, but i was too darn proud of myself that i wouldn't want to quit when evidently it was time to. now i'm free of the burden which i unneccessarily put on myself. i feel lighter now, and free of the cudgels which i put on myself.

now i can go out, and be myself and hope that someone will like me for who i am.

thanks for the memories that you've given me elvine, but i'm not sure if i'll keep them happily. you know i love you, and i've done my part. it's over, and i know it. if you want me back, tell me. otherwise, you can count that more or less, i won't bother you anymore.

now i'm really chillin'... =)

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