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Everyone has their own 매력.  

You can’t look for the same 매력 in everyone.

You should fall for a different person each time.  

Not for the same person that simply looks different.

Either I raped my Final… or It raped me.

I’m not sure…

But one thing’s for certain.

It was definitely not mutual sex.

One of us raped the other… it’s just hard to tell who did the raping and who actually got raped.

I didn’t have time to think about it but… now that I’m thinking about it…

I LOVE THIS FG.  I DON’T WANT IT TO EVER END.  

SCREW THIS

omg I’m getting sadder and sadder… I thought crying once at FG was enough but I guess not… AHHH WITNESSS….

That feeling… I hate it.

It feels like there’s an invisible hand constricting around my throat, so tight that it feels as if I can’t breathe.  My vision, it should be growing dull, grows crystal clear instead.  I look at each of their faces and I know that I want to remember their voices, laughs and expressions forever.  God, I never thought I’d miss this FG but…

The thought crossed my mind… that I want this FG to never end.

And I knew that I fell in Love with this FG.

I don’t know how it happened nor why it happened.  Hell, they might not even feel the same way.  For all I know they could hate this Family Group or even me but…

I couldn’t help but feel regret.

I wish I spoke with them more.  I wish I laughed with them more.  I wish I cried with them more.  I wish I prayed with them, worshipped with them and just lived life with for even a day, an hour, a minute or even a second longer.

But the cruel clock ticks away devouring the time that we had left.

They might not know this nor will they ever but…

They’re the ones who brought me back to church.

I can’t count how many unfathomable hours they spent praying for me.  Well, maybe not hours but minutes.  But their smiles, their love and their sheer JOY at just worshipping God and talking about Him… 

I wanted to feel that again.

They made me regret running away from God.

I don’t think an FG will ever mean to me as much as this one did.

Because quite literally?…

This FG saved my Life.

You’re so 답답해.

I understand you guys are close but…

I don’t like it ok?  

I just don’t.  It makes me feel uncomfortable.  I don’t care who it was.  It’s just the fact that someone else is looking at everything and typing on it.  It kind of bothers me…

She SAW me use the machine.  She SAW me use the Squat Rack.  Why she gotta do her crappy-ass workout everywhere I’m doing mine?  God seriously next time I’m going to say something.

I liked today’s Service.

I was standing in line for Hash Browns and the girl in front of me took Three…

Leaving me none…

She just ruined my whole day…

I look at these Math Problems and they seem like remnants of some distant memory.  I realize that there are traces of them in my memory but they are from so long ago that they might as well be useless to me.

Oh My God someone help me.

End of the Year leads to bad habits…

I skipped my English Class and Math Class today…

I don’t feel too bad about skipping the English Class cause I’m doing relatively well but Math Class…

Someone help me… please…

Can’t you help me out?