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Imagine not being with someone you want. I'm not doing anything about the confirmation of the 'L' word as I'm not even sure about it. I'll start with some ways to be pleased with yourself for not confessing. One, think about the cultural differences(as if). Second, think about the personality differences. I can assure the distance between them will be miles. The similarities are present but yet they contrast each other(rethink). 

What happened during the first few months(July-) seems like a lie as it seems like we don't even know each other now. Maybe we don't, atleast she could pretend. I don't want her to feel guilty about anything as she doesn't have anything to feel guilty about. Most of them, I did it to myself-not thinking about the consequences.I want to blame myself but my ego isn't allowing me to. 

I hope I have the guts to post this. I want to thank my friend who replied thinking that I was writing a suicide note, lol. Meera, hopefully you'll get back in one piece after moving away from your hometown. 

Today, we had a mini christmas celebration at our college. It was cute-decorated well, nice classmates etcetc. 

On a random note, I've started to binge The Mentalist. I can't stress it enough when I say this, please dp watch if you haven't! One of the best.

Currently listening to Remembering Sunday by All time Low. I remember the first time I read See Me-such a cute story. Wish I had a chance to re-read it. 

I'm going back home in a day. Once again, I've failed myself in so many ways. Hopefully, I won't be failing the exam I wrote last month.

                                                                                                                          ~A

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