Ever since my boyfriend (Now an ex-bf, duh. I’m sorry I wasn’t able to say/type this sentence well.) and I broke up, I keep telling myself that love doesn’t exist. That happy endings are just stories. And that those stories are made because no one can feel that “love”.
Eck. Sorry. XDDDD
oh boy. u must have been hurt a lot. kwentohan mo nmn ako minsan,i’m willing to listen, ok lng ba?