I wanted to start over and settle in, focus on the things I want to do but things just didn't happen that way. I moved out of Marine Terrace to walk a new path and yet another wrong pair of shoes. I don't know if God wanted me to learn to be smarter and more discerning. I'm back again to Marine Terrace.
The packing and unpacking worn me out totally. I broke down while unpacking. I missed my family.
God, you gave me good legs but wrong pairs of shoes. I don't want to walk like a duck anymore. How long more would I be an ugly duckling?
3 notes by reader:
u noe .. nobody is calling u an ugly duckling woh .. only urself woh .. :)
u r who u see urself as .. :)
see u around in ecp soon .. :)
~jacky~
for goodness sake, its duckling .. not dickling .. hurhurhur .. :)
u noe .. nobody is calling u an ugly duckling woh .. only urself woh .. :)
u r who u see urself as .. :)
see u around in ecp soon .. :)
~jacky~
for goodness sake, its duckling .. not dickling .. hurhurhur .. :)
u know what does an ugly ducking will turn into eventually?
=)
-GY-
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