it was the last day of my farewell trip with a3.
when i said to ivan,
why do we even bother to love, anyway?
it makes us become the most vulnerable little tiny creatures on earth.
tortures us, until one day we finally break
and cry ourselves screaming "i'm not gonna let it happen to me ever again."
and then one day... we realise,
we're in the same freaking spot.
screaming the same thing over and over again.
the only difference is,
each time, it gets harder and harder.
gets harder to trust someone new.
gets harder to stand up, once again.
:/
are we the exception, or are we the rule?
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