@fl4we_myt: #makethisviral #makethisviral #xybca #fyp

lauré :

and it’s completely FINE.

Juliet :

hurtful' but we were one in the beginning when everything started, love, play together, socialize, being there for each other.. 😭😭😭😭

girl kisser :

and maybe that's the point of living

خوشبو :

worst part no goodbyes either just fades

여보 :

how crazy that you met A LOT of people, talking to them, laughing, bonding but you can't keep it going, just having fun with them for a while then boom, one day it's either they'll leave you or you'll leave them behind. how can we met people making us happy and feel complete but the end of the day, you will only have the memories and not them. I'm still wondering, do they keep the memories like I do? do they still think of the memories we share? do they even know me until now? do they think that I wanna feel the same way again? I hope in the future we will met and have a people that we can keep forever.

°❀⋆.ೃ࿔*:･ִֶָ. ..𓂃 ࣪ ִֶָ🪽་༘࿐ :

and nostalgia will be the death of me😭

🌊 :

that's why im scared to grow up

d!na :

"they're just a memory of who you used to be there all the time"😭

mayuz :

and that's ok

ivy :

yeah, you're right. and it hurts.

xin :

The timing is crazy, WHAT..

hnfaa :

even yang dulu kita sedeket itu bisa jadi kayak orang asing. i think they're right, people come and go but sometimes i miss our memories together and i know maybe we can't repeat that memory again.

xel ♡s ranze .ᐟ :

i cried over this just last night , i hate the feeling of knowing someone's slipping away from me and can't do anything about it cause it would be selfish to tell them to stay with me when they have their whole life to live .

raz★ :

this is life.

Icee :p :

And that's the point of living, to experience, to meet people, to love, and even to lose them eventually.

⦻JJ⦻ :

skyy :

don't cry bc the moments gone, but smile bc it happened

★ :

makes my heart heavy as hell thinking of it [smile]

Hikaru :

Pero aunque estas personas y amigos sean estapas u momentos volátiles de la vida, quiero disfrutarlos el tiempo que pueda así no sean eternos, aunque sea como tomar puños de arena entre mis manos y se desvanezcan entre la brisa, espero ser capaz de atesorar tantas bellas memorias como pueda. Cuando ya no esten conmigo revivire preciosos recuerdos al cerrar los ojos y escucharé sus risas y malas bromas rebotando en un corazón nostálgico de ellos.

clownisha🤡 :

i like sending random text to my friends. but the more we grow up, the less people respond to my random chat. i feel sad but thats life i guess

⋆˚꩜｡ :

Maybe that’s ok. They left a lot of lessons for me that I shouldn’t be a people pleaser

itsjam3qs :

Growing up is kinda scary to the point you'll see your parents getting older and they're life is getting shorter too :(

mintchoc :

already missing the moment when I'm experiencing it

🫥 :

Used to chat with them all day but now our last conversation was 5 years ago

Kelvin Pro Max :

and when you see them out of nowhere you could still talk like good friends ❤️