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  1. Romeohhh

    "The Things We Leave Behind"

    Adipoli life it was, if i just wanted to be a bus driver and the dream never changed. Bigger dreams and the stress behind just makes the reality to rewire…
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    Letting Go

    It’s true—reclaiming yourself is a quiet kind of strength. But it doesn’t make the silence any less heavy when the other person isn’t even looking back for closure. Some people chase distractions while we’re left piecing ourselves back together in the stillness. Healing asks for courage...
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    "The Things We Leave Behind"

    This one to be exact. But later i decided to be the driver and leave back my ticket dreams.
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    "The Things We Leave Behind"

    More of my own..: what do we call that old version of ticket machine where it is teared not printed
  5. Romeohhh

    Letting Go

    "Letting go is not giving up. It’s choosing freedom over fragments."
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    Letting Go

    Hope is one way to put it. Realisation is better.
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    The movie and all the songs are just ….

    The movie and all the songs are just ….
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    [MEDIA]

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    Today is your very lucky day ❤️

    Haha i still remember when i wrote 12/12/12 in my notebook and said i cant do this till next century.
  10. Romeohhh

    "The Things We Leave Behind"

    Makes me remember makes me remind that I once had a pencil box full of private bus tickets from childhood, i would play as conductor with it. Had to check my old boxes and drawers to do this again. There were gift which i never thanked or even opened and cards which i never replied .
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    Questions That Never Find Answers

    Sometimes, people who once talked to us every day, got close quickly, or those we deeply cared about, just end up leaving. I’m sure many of the people who previously replied here have also done this to others—or might even be doing it right now. It’s a part of how relationships can change over...
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    2:55 AM – The Hour Nobody Talks About

    2:55 AM really is that hour when everything’s quiet around you, but your mind won’t shut up. You overthink, replay old conversations, even make life decisions you’re not sure about. It’s like the voices in your head finally get a mic.
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    Letting Go

    I crossed cities just to see her smile, waited for pings that never felt late. We spoke in midnight silences, laughed in reels she sent “React”? Gifts unopened, still wrapped in hope— now gathering dust, like the words I don’t send. Letting go isn't forgetting her, just learning where I end.
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    What's Your Favourite Tea Flavour

    Black tea with cardamom in it. No gimmicks
  15. Romeohhh

    "She’s in everything."

    Laughter and joy when u r alone and thinking abt the right person u missed is even better.
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    "She’s in everything."

    find her in every song. Even the ones she never knew, somehow sing her name. Every lyric, every note — it pulls me back to her. Nights pass slowly, quietly. And in that silence, it’s her I remember. Her laugh. Her voice. The way she used to say goodbye like it wasn’t forever. But it was. The...
  17. Romeohhh

    U mean the art of manipulating the heart.

    U mean the art of manipulating the heart.
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    "Rust in the Wires"

    Long distance feels louder lately. I miss you—but I’ve been off, lost in my own noise, confused between holding on and messing things up. If you’re out there reading this, know I never stopped feeling— just got tangled in my own rust.
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    [ATTACH]

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    The wait

    I have so much to tell you… but it feels like trying to pour the ocean into a teacup. You sit across from me, and time bends—you’re every version of yourself I’ve ever loved, all at once. My words are old trees, heavy with the fruit of years, and I don’t know where to begin picking. There are...
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