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Sometimes I cry so hard from pleading
So sick and tired of all the needless beating

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I felt that night, on the stage, incredibly close to everything in the universe, but also extremely alone. I wondered, for the first time in my life, if life was worth all the work it took to live. What exactly made it worth it? What’s so horrible about being dead forever, and not feeling anything, and not even dreaming? What’s so great about feeling and dreaming?
— Extremely Loud and Incredibly Close

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September 2009

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©Glamouresque.
Monday, September 28, 2009
moved.

DO RELINK AND CONTINUE TO SUPPORT ^^
FOLLOW ME, HEHE, BAIBAI! XD

out.

you made me lost trust in you babe, so sorry you are out. <:

deeper

when i don't see you, the love in me grew deeper.

privilege

Its a privilege for you as i led you into my tiny weeny heart. (L)

Sunday, September 27, 2009
reasons.

the reason why i love you.

1. you are great.
2. you are amazing.
3. you are great in kissing me (-:
4. you are so cute.
5. you are the best.
6. you loves me.
7. because i do.
8. you provides the best hug.
9. i feel safe being with you.
10. you were my bestfriend.
11. you meant alot alot to me.
12. you are simply, lovable. :)
13. we make a sweet couple. (LOL)
14. we have great dreams that are waiting for us.
15. because, i love you. ^^

boyfriend, baby, boy, sayang, cintaku, kanda, wang zi, darling, dear, whatever you call it.

last night.

yesterday i asked you via msn, how much do i meant to you.
you said : millions
and i went hmm, my boyfriend is greeaaaaaaaaaaaaat. C:

completed


and yes, youuuuuuuu {3 mwahz.

letters


i once wrote letters to this pretty boy who i once loved, and i wrote for 9 months. And it was a amazing thing that he actually kept it. But after 8 month and half, there's one bad person took the letters and it was being given out to the classmates around her and people started to make stories about me. but the good thing is that, now i can annonunce that this 2 person are just plainly baddies. and the letters are with me right now. \m/

Saturday, September 26, 2009
goooooodnightos.



babyboy ordered me to shut down my lappy at 11pm sharp and now its 11.14, he will be mad. so yeah, till here homies, bye and goodnight. 8)


11.11

its 11.11, i love you. i know im suppose to sleep. :(
But baby, where they knock you down and out
Is where you oughta stay