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Tuesday, May 19, 2009
sometimes things never turned out to be in a right way.
parcel of life.
i got to admit that sometimes i felt like one bloody bad loser.
i know, i had to be strong.
now days, i couldn't bring myself forward to say sorry.
am i being so egoistic?


if only F is here with me right now
a shoulder to cry on.
but i am more than lucky to have my GIRLS with me.
at least, the burden is 500kg lesser. :)
i miss my girls now


soul, i been lying to myself lately.

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