my best female friend, feathers, told me to cry.
i told myself, I'm a guy, and big boys don't cry.
beside, i cried enough for an ex-gf of mine.
i think its enough.
i didn't cry.
i wanted to, but i can't leh.
so i had to read a book.
Chicken soup for the soul.
feathers is right.
crying is good.
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