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♥; Better never to have met you in my dream than to wake
& reach for hands that are not there
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Alfred toh :D
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Tuesday, December 9, 2008

OH TODAY SO SUAY,
LATE FOR WORK AND AND I DINT WEAR PROPER ATTIRE SO CANNT WORK TODAY
SAD SAD........ then train home
on the way saw jianming ,den he meeting his fren to buy ciggy
then i say help him buy lor
then bought from 515 kpt den went home
that all boring and unlucky day

i once again make the wrong decision,
i'm just a bloody sore-loser that blinded by harted
wish i can reverse the time, to cleanse my mistake
Life is the flower for which love is the honey