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Saturday, June 30
Friendshipsometimes we just need to make an effort.
an effort to keep in contact,a mere call or even a short sms.
but it seems to be of no avail when u know the person is already in closure.
seemingly an act of ''i assume u dont care about me no longer when u have new friends and other things to occupy your time''
i honestly am at a loss,when everything is just pointing to the dead end direction.u may say its all too late to salvage everything. and what we have now is only memories?
7:58 PM
