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♡ boy, its effing love
Tuesday, September 30, 2008, 10:35 PM
Grabbed soda drinks + countables of Daim chocs candies.
Its late 2237 at Hari Raya's Eve and here I am eating junky food just to fill my day. Its really hard to describe what today is.
I really had a bad day-today. Its something I don't wish to flurt out. There's just things that were to kept privy.
However, the bad moment last throughout the day.
There's a need no to ask just what came in me today. I feel really uberp bad today. Really.
Dad's birthday's today. It was more than ever mundane, ever.
P.S. I, too, really wanted to reveal who the anonymous he is, but should I. When the outcome wouldn't turn out as what I wish. I'm confused with this little voice in mine that either for me its too hard to confess. Boy, its effing l.o.v.e.