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2025-08-14

I think I started to have a crush on my friend.

We’ve been hanging out together about 4 years now but he and I never think of anything more than friend. I like to tease him sometimes before about being in relationship but it doesn’t mean I have that kind of feeling with him and I think he feel annoyed about me teasing him but who care lol. For some reasons, I think he’s really hate me at some points because I’m kinda immature and of course annoying and always mad and yes he never αž‘αŸ’αžš me because why would he care if I’m mad? Lol. However, we both still talking and still friend. It just this recently (read the title), just maybe, let’s just put it like this. I don’t think he has feeling for me because he doesn’t really care about me and doesn’t really care to reply to my text for all these years only if he wants to. He probably chat with others because I used to caught him. Or he probably study. He’s smarter than me too. But well even if he also has feeling for me I’m not sure whether it’s possible for us to date too due to some reasons which also include my knowledge, I think, because I’m not as smart as him. And other reasons.

2025-08-14

I miss you a lot

I miss the days that I drove you home, miss having you by my side, cuddling, as well as the long journey we had shared. It’s sad having to accept the fact that one of us had to part from each other’s in order for things to work out. You were a gf, best friend, and a mom. From someone once was your Antman πŸ˜”

2025-08-14

A letter to the one that got away

You will never see this. I wish I could telepathize what I have always been hiding inside my heart to you right now. It is unbelievable that I lost you just like that. We created a lot beautiful memories together. You were my precious person. You gave me warmth. You gave me courage. You made me feel the luckiest. I was so proud to have you by my side. I was so happy. I still can’t accept the fact that you left me in the middle of the road after a very long way we had walked side by side. You left a heavy mark on me and now I have to put fences around it because I am scare to let someone get close to it. I really hope this footprint will fade away someday. Now, I am wondering. How beautiful and amazing it could have turned out if we were here together right now? I really want to see how strong and wise you could have become. I have always wanted to see the grownup version of you. We could have completed our bucket lists together. We could have had a great journey of adulthood together. Our precious moment could have been much more than this. Yet, at the end of the day, past should be left behind and life should go on. Perhaps, in the parallel universe, we are having the best moment right now. Maybe I will see you again in another life with no regrets like this. I guess, I will see you there. I hope to see you there. - owl

2025-08-14

We were meant to be but not meant to last🐠

I think You’re the one for someone else. It’s crazy to say but you feel the same and I can tell

2025-08-14

αžŸαŸ’αžŠαžΆαž™αž€αŸ’αžšαŸ„αž™

αž€αžΆαž›αž–αžΈ2αž†αŸ’αž“αžΆαŸ†αž˜αž»αž“αžαŸ’αž‰αž»αŸ†αž”αžΆαž“αž”αŸ‚αž€αž‚αŸ’αž“αžΆαž‡αžΆαž˜αž½αž™αžŸαž„αŸ’αžŸαžΆαžšαž…αžΆαžŸαŸ‹αžαŸ’αž‰αž»αŸ†αž‚αžΊαžŠαŸ„αž™αžŸαžΆαžšαžαŸ‚αž˜αžΌαž›αž αŸαžαž»αžαžΆαž…αž„αŸ‹αžˆαŸ’αž“αŸ‡αžšαŸ€αž„αžαŸ’αž›αž½αž“αž˜αŸ’αž“αžΆαž€αŸ‹αŸ—αžŸαž»αž‘αŸ’αž’αžαŸ‚αžαŸ’αž›αžΆαŸ†αž„αžšαŸ€αž„αžαŸ’αž›αž½αž“αž αžΎαž™αž–αž½αž€αž™αžΎαž„αž”αžΆαž“αž”αŸ’αžšαžΎαž–αžΆαž€αŸ’αž™αžŸαŸ†αžŠαžΈαžαŸ’αž›αžΆαŸ†αž„αŸ—αžŠαžΆαž€αŸ‹αž‚αŸ’αž“αžΆαž‘αŸ…αžœαž·αž‰αž‘αŸ…αž˜αž€αžšαž αžΌαžαžŠαž›αŸ‹αž‚αžΆαžαŸ‹αžŸαž»αŸ†αžαŸ’αž‰αž»αŸ†αž”αŸ‚αž€αž”αž“αŸ’αž‘αžΆαž”αŸ‹αž–αžΈαž–αž½αž€αž™αžΎαž„αž”αŸ‚αž€αž‚αŸ’αž“αžΆαžαžΆαŸ†αž„αž–αžΈαžαŸ’αž„αŸƒαž“αŸ„αŸ‡αžšαž αžΌαžαž˜αž€αžŠαž›αŸ‹αž–αŸαž›αž“αŸαŸ‡αžαŸ’αž‰αž»αŸ†αž“αŸ…αžαŸ‚αžŸαŸ’αžšαž›αžΆαž‰αŸ‹αž‚αžΆαžαŸ‹αžŠαžΌαž…αžαŸ’αž„αŸƒαžŠαŸ‚αž›αžαŸ’αž‰αž»αŸ†αž”αžΆαž“αžŸαŸ’αž‚αžΆαž›αŸ‹αž‚αžΆαžαŸ‹αžŠαŸ†αž”αžΌαž„αž αžΎαž™αžαŸ’αž‰αž»αŸ†αž˜αžΆαž“αž’αžΆαžšαž˜αŸ’αž˜αžŽαŸαžαžΆαžŸαŸ’αžŠαžΆαž™αž€αŸ’αžšαŸ„αž™αž αžΎαž™αž”αžΎαžŸαž·αž“αž‡αžΆαžαŸ’αž‰αž»αŸ†αž…αž·αžαŸ’αžαžαŸ’αžšαž‡αžΆαž€αŸ‹αž“αŸ…αžαŸ’αž„αŸƒαž“αŸ„αŸ‡αžαŸ’αž‰αž»αŸ†αž“αžΉαž„αž˜αž·αž“αž”αžΆαžαŸ‹αž”αž„αŸ‹αž‚αžΆαžαŸ‹αž‘αŸ

2025-08-14

Don't lose yourself.

Sometimes you really love a person eventho they have done bad things to you and Sometimes you've been holding on to it for so long that you forgot yourself. That you've lost the value of your worth, I know it struggling sometimes to hold on to something that you are trying so hard, But if it hurts you, you also have to let it go. There's no point of holding on to it, it will only eat you up and keep you insecure. I am a guy who's badly devastated by a few person who did the same thing to me over and over. I'm the one who is trying to hard to keep things like before, eventho i know so damn well that it's not gonna work out for both of us. Coming home from work getting to talk to your favorite person, yet that person doesn't seem to care at all, cold replies, short text, late replies. I kept convincing myself that it's probably just one of her bad day. But that's when i realized that bad days doesn't goes on for 4 months straight. I tried talking about it, one week, ONE WEEK, everything is back to square one, cold replies, short text, late replies. That's when i started asking myself "What am i holding on for?", "Was it love?", "Was it that i've stayed with that person for so long that i can't live without them?", "Was it the time we spent together that i don't wanna let it all goes to waste?", "Was it to the point that staying with that person is apart of my habit?". Those are all the questions that keeps popping in my head. I've lost pieces of myself staying with that person without realizing it until it was too late for me and now I'm lost, i couldn't find myself anymore. I've lost myself trying to be with you.

2025-08-14

αž’αžΆαžšαž˜αŸ’αž˜αžŽαŸαžŸαŸ’αžšαž‘αžΆαž‰αŸ‹

αž’αžΆαžšαž˜αŸ’αž˜αžŽαŸαžαŸ’αžšαžΌαžœαž‚αŸαžŸαŸ’αžšαž‘αžΆαž‰αŸ‹αž‚αžΊαž›αŸ’αž’ αžαŸ‚αž’αžΆαžšαž˜αŸ’αž˜αžŽαŸαžŠαŸ‚αž›αžŸαŸ’αžšαž‘αžΆαž‰αŸ‹αž‚αŸαž‚αžΊαž’αžΆαžšαž˜αŸ’αž˜αžŽαŸαž˜αž½αž™αž•αŸ’αžŸαŸαž„αž‘αŸ€αžαžŠαŸ‚αž›αž–αŸ„αžšαž–αŸαž‰αž‘αŸ…αžŠαŸ„αž™αž€αžΆαžšαžαŸ’αžœαž›αŸ‹αžαŸ’αžœαžΆαž™ αž€αžΆαžšαž”αžΆαžšαž˜αŸ’αž— αž€αžΆαžšαž αž½αž„αž αŸ‚αž„ αžαŸ‚αž€αŸαž“αŸ…αžαŸ‚αž‡αžΆαž’αžΆαžšαž˜αŸ’αž˜αžŽαŸαž›αŸ’αž’ αž˜αž½αž™αž”αŸ‚αž”αž•αŸ’αžŸαŸαž„αž–αžΈαž’αžΆαžšαž˜αŸ’αž˜αžŽαŸαžŠαŸ‚αž›αžαŸ’αžšαžΌαžœαž‚αŸαžŸαŸ’αžšαž‘αžΆαž‰αŸ‹αŸ” αžαŸ’αž‰αž»αŸ†αžŸαž”αŸ’αž”αžΆαž™ αž“αž·αž„αž–αŸαž‰αž…αž·αžαŸ’αžαž‡αžΆαž˜αž½αž™αž€αžΆαžšαžŸαŸ’αžšαž‘αžΆαž‰αŸ‹αžŠαŸ‚αž›αžαŸ’αž‰αž»αŸ†αž•αŸ’αžŠαž›αŸ‹αž²αŸ’αž™αž‚αžΆαžαŸ‹ αž€αžΆαžšαžŸαŸ’αžšαž‘αžΆαž‰αŸ‹αž–αž·αžαž”αŸ’αžšαžΆαž€αžŠαž αžΎαž™αž‡αŸ’αžšαžΆαž›αž‡αŸ’αžšαŸ… αž…αŸ’αž”αžΆαžŸαŸ‹αž›αžΆαžŸαŸ‹ αž…αž„αŸ‹αž²αŸ’αž™αž’αž“αžΆαž‚αžαžαŸ’αž‰αž»αŸ†αž˜αžΆαž“αž‚αžΆαžαŸ‹ αž‚αžΆαžαŸ‹αž€αŸαž˜αžΆαž“αžαŸ’αž‰αž»αŸ† αž–αž½αž€αž™αžΎαž„αžŸαŸ’αžšαž‘αžΆαž‰αŸ‹αž‚αŸ’αž“αžΆ αž˜αžΎαž›αžαŸ‚αž‚αŸ’αž“αžΆαžšαž αžΌαžαž‘αŸ…αŸ” αžαŸ’αž‰αž»αŸ†αž˜αžΆαž“αž’αžΆαžšαž˜αŸ’αž˜αžŽαŸαžαžΆαžαŸ’αž›αž½αž“αž―αž„αžŸαŸ†αžŽαžΆαž„ αž–αŸ’αžšαŸ„αŸ‡αž”αžΆαž“αžŸαŸ’αžšαž‘αžΆαž‰αŸ‹αž“αž·αž„αž•αŸ’αžŠαž›αŸ‹αž€αŸ’αžŠαžΈαžŸαž»αžαž²αŸ’αž™αž˜αž“αž»αžŸαŸ’αžŸαž˜αŸ’αž“αžΆαž€αŸ‹αžŠαŸ„αž™αž’αžŸαŸ‹αž–αžΈαž…αž·αžαŸ’αž αž˜αž·αž“αž…αžΆαŸ†αž”αžΆαž…αŸ‹αž›αžΆαž€αŸ‹αž”αžΆαŸ†αž„ αž˜αž·αž“αž…αž„αŸ‹αž…αžΆαž‰αŸ‹αžˆαŸ’αž“αŸ‡αŸ” αž“αž·αž™αžΆαž™αž…αŸ’αžšαžΎαž“αž αžΎαž™ αžαŸ‚αž‚αŸ’αžšαžΆαž“αŸ‹αžαŸ‚αž…αž„αŸ‹αž”αŸ’αžšαžΆαž”αŸ‹αž’αŸ’αž“αž€αž‘αžΆαŸ†αž„αž’αžŸαŸ‹αž‚αŸ’αž“αžΆαžαžΆ αž€αŸ’αž“αž»αž„αž˜αž½αž™αž‡αžΈαžœαž·αž αž‚αž½αžšαžŸαžΆαž€αž”αžΎαž€αž…αž·αžαŸ’αžαž‘αž‘αž½αž›αž’αžΆαžšαž˜αŸ’αž˜αžŽαŸαžŸαŸ’αžšαž‘αžΆαž‰αŸ‹αž‚αŸ αž€αž»αŸ†αžαŸ’αž˜αžΆαžŸαž’αŸ’αž“αž€αžŠαž‘αŸƒαžαžΆαž™αžΎαž„αž„αž”αŸ‹αž„αž›αŸ‹αž“αžΉαž„αžŸαŸ’αž“αŸαž αžΆαž’αžΈ αž–αŸ’αžšαŸ„αŸ‡αž’αžΆαžšαž˜αŸ’αž˜αžŽαŸαž“αŸαŸ‡αž‡αžΆαž’αžΆαžšαž˜αŸ’αž˜αžŽαŸαž–αž·αžŸαŸαžŸ αž˜αžΆαž“αž“αŸαž™αž‡αŸ’αžšαžΆαž›αž‡αŸ’αžšαŸ…αŸ” To be loved is one thing. To be able to give that feeling to someone else is another. It's neither an embarrassment or a punishment. It's a feeling that should be cherished. I hope you all will be able to find someone who loves you and especially, find the feeling of loving someone truly. Love has no limits <3

2025-08-14

Our story

Even the title is β€œ Our Story β€œ but you have no idea about it. I wrote it my own , you are the main lead who, the main actress which is me fell in love with every piece of mine whereas you don’t know you are the main lead who the main actress adore so much. No matter how cold or heartless you’ve been to her. You mean a lot to her and for you , we just mean to meet. I was a barely page in your book but you filled every space in mine. This is the end of the story that never start but here I am still admiring you from far apart.