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NYP (Af 0601)
pangster
weirdo
exco
libra, 19
once a saint (sas)
the master of fade to black
master of the hidden face
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sweets.honey.baby.love.

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Monday, July 26, 2010 10:15 PM

TIE MY HANDS AND COVER MY MOUTH AS YOU KILL MY HEART..

nice :)) i would like that.

auto pilot again..

too many things to think about

uni ?? 2011 or 2012 ?? SIM, Kaplan or Monash ?

i made too many plans around her, with her gone, i need to replan everything, restart my life.

i dun know how but i guess i got to try. my life is the stakes, my next steps are the gamble. pray i will make the right choice

friends ?? no need, i will get myself out of this mess that i got myself into. they arent of any use anyway. i am stronger than this, better, more efficient. better management, more....

i got to work this out cos i need to take a step forward. and i need to save alot alot alot of money

hold me now at 10:15 PM
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Saturday, July 24, 2010 10:26 PM

SOMETIMES I WONDER..

things are never easy huh ??

my promotion has helped me in more ways than i know. its boasted my confidence, changed my job scope, changed my duties.. but.. there's always a but, it means more responsibilities. taking care of my men.. etc.

pat you know, i really want to go back to who i was but i will never be the same. i.. am too scared to do what i need to. i really... nvm i know i should move on.

siti, i really think that i dun mind dying alone. whats so wrong with that ? i am trying my best but it know myself the best.

i will keep wearing this mask, i will be strong..

i am really lucky that noone reads this blog anymore.

hold me now at 10:26 PM
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Monday, July 19, 2010 8:46 PM

A rough patch..

its coming close to a special date. so i am thinking more.. its hard and it hurts sometimes but wounds reopen sometimes, i pray that you are doing well.

i.. will need a while. there are things i like but some other things stop me from them. i need to focus, i will be a Sergent soon.

you know.. i always prayed to god when she was upset, i would pray for god to take my happiness and give it to her. give her my life so as to protect her from harm. well, its payment time i guess.

at the chalet, i remembered what happened a little more than a year ago, last may.. i remember what happened..

but now.. there is nothing, and i got to live with that, i know.. all this pain, all this suffering.. just means that i have loved before..

hold me now at 8:46 PM
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