14-02-2010` I'll miss you.

I have threw away the treasure box. Because the promises aren't valid anymore, the magic in the significance is lost. I have sliently planted a deadline for myself. Though I'm hesitating still, for the fear I will rampage the garbage to retrieve it.

I'm venturing my baby steps.

Forlorn. Precise description.

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Intoxicated with a mere 4.9% alcohol Hoeggarden.

Happy lunar year folks.