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Beautiful Hangover.
Tuesday, December 27, 2011


boy, you're my sweet hangover.




I feel like, my heart's getting ripped off my chest. And it seems that I'm so indecisive on whether to let it go or hold on to it. What if things get screwed up again? What if I lose you as a friend? But what if I lost my soul mate? bah. this feeling is yet the best and the worst. I've never felt like this for a long time. Very long time indeed. So every step you take, I might come closer, or take two steps back.


It's funny how you're the one making me feel like this. Cause who would have thought of it right? Well okay, maybe everyone. But not us. However now I see things differently. And I don't know what you'll say if you only knew. Will you run? Will you stay away from me? I don't want that at all. I never want to be apart from you. Even if we remain like this.


What are you feeling? What did you feel then? What's going on your mind? Will you tell me one day.


Will you tell me what you see when you were looking at me.


Will you tell me what makes you think of me.


Will you tell me you love me too.




She'll laugh, shake her head, give you a little smile and say "You're an idiot." :)




Maybe I'm just imagining things. It's time to wake up from the dream. And return to reality.




cupid struck me hard this time.


And did I tell you that I love you tonight? ♥ 00:23

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" Hello. I am a girl. My parents think of me as a gangster, but i am an educated gangster. I cannot count. 1, 2, 4, 6, 3, 7, 10, 9, 8, 5. See? My friends think of me as an emo, but i think my geography teacher is a prune, an apricot maybe. My class is a farm. We have monkeys, cows, baboons with red butts too! I want to be a bird when i grow up and fly high up in the sky and laugh at all the shorties on the ground. ((: "

lee sue ping <3.

Yeah, that's her name.
Not perfect, but bareable.

Figures that she is crazy.
Probably insane.
Then again, she rocks your world.
Don't pull bulls on her.
Or "Man, you're getting a nose job."
Peace.

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