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Wednesday, January 17, 2007 12:54 AM


The shit of mixed up..

well, few qns i have been asking myself the past week. what have i become ?? really.. have i really forgone that nice guy ?? and really condemned my soul to be such a bastard ?? hai~ getting pissed getting fed up. i used to be rather well tempered. what has become of that ?? must i really show my true side to these few only ?

talking to elsie has made me want to treat someone with my innocence again.. i kinda miss the feeling of just waiting on someone, sending her home, treating her to the best of my abilities and of cos enjoying the sweet moments that we have. but..

the flame flickers as though it was weak but was it jsut trying to light up other areas ?? or was it trying to get a better look at something that caught its eye..


hold me now at 12:54 AM
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