My "best" guy friend turned out to be a dick and a bad boy wannabe.
My future wife got me killed by having a heart attack and too much poverty so we broke up before that happens.
So there we go, I have no choice but to move forward, why? Because when the bridge was destroyed into pieces, there was no more holding back because you can never go back. The connection between paths has been lost. I stepped out and look forward like I always do. At first, I looked like a stray dog looking for shelter. But God gave me a home. He showed me real friends. Fun and real friends.
I said "Hey! 2011 wasn't a bad ending at all." I met new people. Not just people but special people that even for not more than a month, we got closer. I experienced new things and learned new knowledge. I still believe that God is always there and whenever our coffee is slightly bitter, a little request to our Coffee Maker, He'll surely add some sugar.
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