i've come to your rescue and you can't rescue me

if things hadn't turned out the way they are now, i wonder where i'd be standing right now... and tomorrow, would i still be by your side?

perfectly describes me =)

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i've always believed that the option of giving up is only for the weak ones and i always thought of myself as a strong person... but so many things have happened that led me to doubt the "give-up=weak" belief.. what if giving up is actually a sign of strength, 'cause you know when to stop and when you're already in the wrong place...

BUT, giving up is still and always will be my last option.. although now, i'm not sure if that's my strength or if it's my weakness.. someday, maybe i'll find out..