 “Someday, I will be proud of myself” My name's Elena, but it's alright to address me any name that suits you. I'm a Registered Nurse in the Philippines and in the United States of America. Currently waiting for a miracle so I can finally work in the west. Being a couch potato and drowning myself in books are some of my likes while anything-pork and futile people are my dislikes. Credits
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All boys are the same. They may be different in terms of physical appearance but their cores posses one common thing: they are liars. Forgive me for I have no other term for it. Either they may lie their way to your heart or to your v-card, or they lie just for fun, and you actually fall for it.This is the worst thing that happened to me. I'm not even in a relationship and I feel like I've just been dumped. Why do they that? Why do they feel like they have the right to tell you pretty things and they shine their eyes for you, and you, you nonny, fall for it. You believe their lies and you shine your eyes back at them. And then one dayy, maybe they felt tedious of flirting, if that's what you wanna call it, they just stop. Yes, they just stop the pretty things they do and you stand there, feeling like an idiot, expecting more of him. I haven't told any of my friends of this except for Nicole. I don't know but she's the only person I feel confident enough to converse with. Sorry other friends if you get to read this. Anyway, I gotta go. Need to get ready for my duty later. Toodles!  |  |
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