EndlessMemories;______________ An end of a memory is a beginning of another.

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' sweet 20
' july baby

' excel in studies
' in search of better me
' more clothes
' more bags
' more shoes
' more moolahs

wstro
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jieying
huini
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Thursday, May 29, 2008

the last two tin which i wan it to happen are:
#1 cryin in front of ur fren abt such 'tins',
#2 cryin in the public.
and guess wat. it happen tgt today, consecutively. damn.

u decide ur choice and i bear the consequences of urs.

tins happen for a reason.

bad tins link to bad tins.

dun wish to talk abt it anymore.

fuck-up

pen down at 6:21 PM