From the kindy days. Very comel right! Curious kids. I miss! Egiel and Vilja.
Havoc two. *honk-honk days. Swimming Fridays, fruity days and hugs*
Oh and sharing food. =_= yes.
I love 'em short messages.
Havoc two. *honk-honk days. Swimming Fridays, fruity days and hugs*
Oh and sharing food. =_= yes.
I love 'em short messages.
In fact, I love you!
Congratulations.
Actually, I'm just happy that you're happy.
You asked me what I wanted. Well, I want you. Cheh-wa. Kembang? :)
You asked me what I wanted. Well, I want you. Cheh-wa. Kembang? :)
Period. :)
But what I really wanna do is curl up in a ball,
blast the air con, hide under five blankets,
stuff my ear pieces in and play some good music; and cry.
And pretend like none of this matters,
like none of this exists.
When I say this I mean my hormones.
I hate.
Scale: TEN POINT FIVE.
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