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Remember this:
Always bring a pen and paper with you. Because no matter how good your memory is, you are bound to forget things. So it is better to be prepared than to forget stuff.
There are times when I forget that tito bebot is no longer with us. I often link things to him. I guess, deep inside, I miss him. I hate the feeling of lost, the yearning or the used to be's...
Even when I was younger, I really had a hard time accepting nor understanding death. I would always envision my family to be immortals. My parents living a hundred.. and me dying ahead of them. I guess this is what growing up is all about and death is a good indicator that you are growing old.
The people you grew up with starts to leave. One by one, they start to go away. Going, never to be heard from again.
posted by jaded fool @ 2:03 PM
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