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I really like you. I do. You're so possible and impossible but I like you. You're so much like me that when I feel insecure, I know the answers. Yet knowing the answers does not make me more secure.

Is there going to be a tomorrow? Or are we accompanying each other through this passing phase?

I don't know and honestly, I'm too tired to find out.

If you end up as my tomorrow, I will thank God, the lucky stars and the whole world that conspired to make it happen.

And if you don't, I guess it just wasn't meant to be.

I'm struggling between the lines of over-elation and almost depression. Times are difficult. My body and spirit are both challenging my mind. I'm gearing all positivism into the brain. Hopefully, things will be alright.

I guess the approaching birthday is making me feel insecure again. I'm turning 27, yet I'm still floating amidst here and there.

More insecurities cloud this future birthday. My 27th life might see me through my first operation. I even doubt the possibility of the operation. I'm so confused and scared.

I'm starting to wonder what I would do if my close friends walk away. Would I still be as happy as I can be now? Is this happiness real, or am I living in doubt?

Every time I smell the rain, I remember my childhood and remember how I used to feel when it rained.

It's so funny how certain things can remind you of your past; a pop or hit song of a certain period of time, a nice or funny smell, visuals..

I miss my past but I'm happy with my present.

Give back to nature what used to be nature for it belongs to nature.

Was eating avocados and throwing the seeds and skin into the garden in front of my room. Joy asked me what I was doing so I told her that. She agrees with me totally. ^^ and then Kuya Bernard was walking by too, so I told him the same when he asked me.

He told me I'm deep. Hah.

Identity

It's useless not being me, when all I am and the best that I can truly be is as me.