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Do you believe in fairytale? I still do not know if I do...
But I believe in us, our story and I am committed to write the world best love story with you.
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Sunday, September 30, 2007 @ 10:42:00 PM


i love

the way you mess my hair and then comb it with your fingers.

i miss

the salty sweat smell of yours.

i hunger for

your warm hugs and those little pecks on my cheeks.

i hate it when

you ask me very very very obvious questions.

i loathe it

when girls can't stop looking at you while we were walking on the streets.

i am so jealous when

you know more and can do better things than i am.

i like to

challenge you into doing something that i know you won't.

i wish to

have more of these sweet little things everyday.






back in KL again. so depressing.

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