Dear you,

I’ve been meaning to meet you. I search for you in every guy I meet. Sometimes I fall for them because of the idea that they were you. Most of the time, I fail recognizing the fact they they are not you. And to tell you frankly, I don’t know what are you, and mostly, who you really are. Can you please muster the courage to find me and meet me the soonest possible time?




About Shayne Zalameda

Shayne Zalameda is Misstache. She adores eating, traveling, attending events, and watching films. She likes to omit adjectives and is fascinated with ironies. As much as possible, she tries to avoid the word "very". Sometimes she easily forget things. More on http://LeMisstache.com
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