I guess feelings are kinda self-proprietary if u get what I mean.

Its like love. Cannot be understood and fathomed.

Its almost an oxy-moron. To one-self.

It makes u do things u wouldn't do on a normal day. It makes u feel better about yourself. All that jazz.

Finally the straw breaks. What happens.
The inevitable hurt, name-calling and finger-pointing begins as well.

问世间情为何物。

To this Cindy says 只叫人靠北靠卜.
Of coz tis is true only in certain aspects.

For me is, 只叫人生死相聚. Which is also true
ED:I know I sound damn bloody confusing now.


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