When a relation ends. What hurts more is not the end of it. But the way we have to behave as strangers with person whom we once thought we can’t live without.
Hey! I’m Ma. Malen Bartolome-Catamora, an eighteen-year old lass whose greatest desire is to live life to the fullest. I love to laugh, get mad sometimes, frown, cry then smile, and be like that of a wild bird who freely flies and dances gracefully in the air.. :)))
steamed fish with chickpeas and currants: KAGUTOM men…. :P
Don’t go away. I don’t want to be alone. I can’t stand being alone. ;(