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can you please repeat the question....

I realized that my phone is getting a bit slow when i open up applications and messages. Checked on my phone memory and found out i have 437 messages on my sent messages folder. Plus 343 on my inbox. So I decided to browse through old messages and delete some.

I couldn't help it. I can't explain how i feel when i was reading through my old messages. I don't know how to say this or if it's even possible to be laughing at myself but at the same time crying.

The last good message before everything ended was "Good night. Thanks for spending the day with me..." Oh well.. I guess that's life for a fool.

I find it funny how I was able to easily accept the reality on that day, then begged to take it back the next day. Accepted again on the 3rd day and begged again a week after. Still I cried last night even if i thought those were funny.. oh memories. Experience is indeed the best teacher.

I couldn't imagine myself during those days. All torn up, stressed, tired, weary, anxious, hopeless, and undeniably a part of me was dead. I guess I'm just taking pity on myself for all that has happened. I'm thankful for this blog. Atleast I could write and express myself. But then.. everything written here is just part of the story. Not even half of what i've been through.. but still.. thank you.