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It hurts when you could easily forget the memories we shared,
the ones which I remembered even when I didn't want to.
Quotes.
'Missing you isn't the problem, it's wondering if you'll ever come back that's killing me.'

'Sometimes when you sacrifice something special, you’re not really losing it. You’re just passing it on. '


♥-/Increased.Heartbeat

!!

ME.



I'm a simple girl living in a complicated world. I'm friendly and purple-struck. I get high at wrong times and I want to stay like that forever.
I don't do drugs, I'm not in any gang. I'm that normal girl who is on Facebook, Twitter and MSN. Fell out of love and lost trust in it. Fahrenheit's sizzling hot and they burn. I see flames shooting out already.


Screams.



Yours Truly,
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Wednesday, May 11, 2011
Its not just a love story. It's their fairytale.

Challenge #6

Go to your dash, look at the last person to post something & write something about them.

HUH ? What's dash.
Is it like wall? Like facebook?
Okay lah, tagboard la.
Vinny.
She say she'll tag everytime I post.
Oh, she's really nice. She said I love you on my tagboard, did you see that ? >:D
Okay lah, not she write one lah, :( but, nvminds ! I know she always wanted to tell me that.
Oh, write about her.
She rocks and I love her.
I just came back from a library trip w her.
I know she loves me and I love her too. (:
I always buay hiao bai with her and I don't care.
I'm going out with her, Tamilyn and YongLing for T's bday, on Friday.
She is awesome like me. (:

Okay ending here.
Fk, had alot to write.
But my bro burped and fking disgusting and smelly.
Now I can't think straight.
FK SHIT.