I'm Nica. Age 20. A Fine Arts student, Photographer, Company Artist and a full time blogger. I'm pretty sure you know what I blog about (for the avid readers. ofcourse!).
I blog about absolutely anything I could think of and dears, sorry in advanced. Most of them are non-sense. I have a love-hate relationship with cab drivers. I procrastinate a lot. And I love like a hopeless romantic.
nica's heart is broken tonight.
i now have the capability to understand her, unlike before.
but then, i give the same old awful advice about finding and loving someone else.
then i realize, nica is The Paolo. she's the great catch who would make a good wife, girlfriend, lover, everything. she's a wonderful strong girl who's got what it takes.
do i want jompy for her?
no.
i dont anymore.
ack. actually, i dont know.
joyce says: "the people who makes you happy are the people who makes you sad." something like that of the sort.
do i want jompy for nica? im actually biased. i want him for her when he makes her happy, but when he makes nica miserable, i just want to cut him from her life.
i dont want to judge jompy, because im sure he's a great guy. (everyone's great. no harm in saying that. safe answer e.) so im judging in reference to his effect on nica. its negative as of the moment.
i dont know why it lasted this long either. love sure has the weirdest effect in people. fuckity fuck.
the thing is, im understanding stuff now. im jompy. nica's pao. i just want nica to find her mishka (hopefully not..... *insert bitter comments here*)
paolo doesnt deserve me. i dont deserve him either. that's incompatibility for you.
