I know it must be goddamn frustating to be mistaken as ‘cherry’ all the time in the months of late june to july present.
It sure is hard to leave my boss, who probably has some deep hard sentiments he cannot unleash for fear of nothing spectacular lately.
And jon ty is not there.
He probably is just some fantasy
Surely ayala is to be left outside the boxes of memory I need to scream and arrange – rather rearrange
Simply put :
I need a miracle
A sign of grace and mercy
I need more empathic people
Than nosy noisy pep talks and people
Btw thank you for the hardship
It was indeed quite wholesome and fab
I cannot believe moving to Ortigas has been such an honour.