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Thursday, June 11, 2009
red light + stomach cramps = 7 days.
i was in a deep shocked yesterday night.
shah called me.
its like after 4 yrs+?
forget it.
but we were on the phone for awhile to catch up with each other.
guys will always be guys.
i cant be bothered at all.


i don't know why every time I'm alone,
you're the first to appear in my mind
why you think of people who don't even think of you?
yes, that's what my friends told me.
i should have listen to my friends.
:(




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