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Now AndForever


.Thursday, October 30, 2008@12:56 AM.

I feel very lousy leh.


Wonder if I woke up at the wrong side of the bed.


Or was it something that made me feel like this.


I dunno.


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**post updated**


The feeling is getting worse. I'm practically crying. I'm scared. I feel so useless. I dunno how to make her feel better.


Hearing her voice over the fone earlier made me crumble.
Just how can I take away the pain?








You...


Kayuki.
100 yrs old, and schooling at RIP High.
Presents loved everyday. [28021997]
I'm chio, cool, hated by others, and clever.
You want me to hate you? Sure... =)
Telling you cuz I trust you...♥
(L): Ahboii, baby, SmunchKin and Dee.
(X): Her, Cockroach, Insects, Bugs, Dirty places & Smelly Tofu.

I don't trust any clever guys anymore.

Chatterbox.

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