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aren't worth someone else's pain.
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Thursday, May 29, 2008
jerine♥, 4:31 PM


a language which the deaf can hear and the blind can see.


it made me smile :)
it's amazing how the littlest things can brighten up you day - and i sure as hell ain't having the best one.

cleaned up my lappy :)
i'll organise my pictures. SOON.
honestly, i should be putting my time to better use.

OF LATE, I'VE BEEN EXTREMELY LAZY AND GETTING FAT FROM THAT.

GISELLAHUANGXIANGWEN i just realised we don't even have a single picture together after so long. that uber ugly picture taken on your birthday doesn't count. if i get kidnapped my your macho or eaten by sheeps in new zealand you won't have memories of me.
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