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Sunday, December 16, 2007 @ 2:00 AM


She's here for him & he's there for her
They are always there for each other
Giving in & learn t love each other's flaw
Perhaps, tht's what love is all about

AWWW.

We were like crazy freaks on streets, w th purple & black pantyhose underneath our tunics.
I thought I looked like a pregnancy woman who's too happy cause she stiked th 4D, when I laughed.
But damn hell, she looked like a hot uncle w red cheeks & th cheeky eyes aft drink, when she said bye t him across th street.
But we had so much fun.
Mac'donald guys, laksa uncle/boy, queenstown rocker, Esplanade punks, Mrs.Fields Muffins, Kind Malay gentlemen & 3 pathetic chinese guys on bus
is what we ♥


I feel so-got-that-tempo now.
Yo, wassup hot dude.


HAAAA :D


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