倘若说放一次手 就像咳一个嗽
我又何苦在乎得不到的温柔

今天真是个非常有起伏的日子.
先是早上发生了有点意外性的事情,
晚上则让我得知了一件令我脑袋空空的事情.

早上发生了什么就别提了, 还是铭记在心就够了.
反正也没啥多余的感觉在里面, 我自己感觉就够了.
倒是晚上, 发现了一个惊人的消息.

很惊讶, 因为某种因素.
不过也好, 我还来得及悬崖勒马, 不会让自己陷下去.
我跟他的打打闹闹, 我跟他的互动, 纯粹纯友谊.
没有多余的情绪, 就只是在斗嘴罢了.

所以真的算了, 我会继续我行我素的过我想过的生活.
我既然能理智地分析我的感情, 我就能理智地告诉自己什么都不能想了.
一切的一切, 根本就没有.
是我想太多了.

when i drink Go! milk and the Fruit Tree orange juice i think of how we loved the drinks so much that we kept drinking whenever we can (and the mango juice that we hated), when i listen to khalil i think of how you said so seriously that it sounded like a malay name, and of the times that we listened to his latest album on your phone and when you claimed that Singalongsong sucks and cracked the Long joke. and then there's the no3, furbie (initially 4b) and 4a.

i've misintepreted the signs (there wasnt much in the first place anyway) and see where it has brought me to. ohwell.
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