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Friday, April 15, 2005
some sense of security.


nice poem by chloe king =p

i just couldn't cry
to tell you how i feel
the lone i feel inside
i've always thought secretly
have others really want you
my tears are drying
as i'm walking through
the journey is hard
the destination is far
but what matters most
is that you're still nearest to my heart
your touch still lingers around
how i wish it's really you
the world is surreal
that i certainly can recall
what you whisper in my ear
and i definitely believe
that life is just a dream


{/9:21 AM} Y



strip.


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LYNA-
16SEP1990
i love vitasoy.
i love cheese twisties.
i love ungu!






shit.

be honoured that people are willing to ask for your help.
and i want to go to brunei(READ:JERUDONG PARK) at the end of the year.



pee.




flush.
no links, no archives. just because.