It could be a random offer, an offer to passerby of the hotel lobby (I said that hotel is haunted)
No one cares whether I took the offer or not, but me. Simply because I am the only one thinks it is important and it is important to me only.
Put away the phone and start the GMAT exercise.
Spending a quiet night at home is safer.
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- "Maybe true love is a decision. A decision to take a chance with somebody. To give to somebody. Without worrying whether they'll give anything back. Or if they're gonna hurt you, or if they are the one. Maybe love isn't something that happens to you. Maybe it's something you have to choose" From Love and other disaster
- "Look, in my opinion the best thing you can do is find a person who loves you for exactly what you are. Good mood, bad mood, ugly, pretty, handsome, what-have-you. The right person is still going to think the sun shines out of your ass. That's the kind of person that's worth sticking with" by Juno's Dad
- "I'm looking for love. Real love. Ridiculous, inconvenient, consuming, can't-live-without-each-other love.” by Carrie Bradshaw
- If you love something, set it free; if it comes back it's yours, if it doesn't, it never was.
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2 comments:
Wow, sometimes I feel like I'm reading my own blog...
Anyways, I treat it as a compliment.
Forgive me for allowing myself to indulge in the feeling of loneliness and hollowness.
I will be fine.
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