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yesterday was fun,
it was ok,
it was quite good,
it was exemplary enough,
it was..ok..
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fazz, u know i love you!
i didn't mean to ever doubt you
i'm sorry
i should know better
i should
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and qua,
mcm story hindustan ar lu
but nvm,
i know you're strong
be happy..
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and eri,
i don't know what to say..
hahs
tell efy i said happy birthday..
so short..20 years old already..
hahs..
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and mira,
like i said..
"Anda perlu jadi wonder woman sementara superman anda rehat"
correct right?
be strong too..
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"i never i thought i say this,
but i miss u like crazy"

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Listening to: A1 - Fixing A Broken Heart
via FoxyTunes

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