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Thursday, February 28, 2008. Sunday, December 23, 2007. Thank you, Christmas, New Year. Thanks for still remembering me, thank you very much to everyone that has been wishing me, for my birthday. Thank you list too long to be typed. May you get what you want, achieve what you wish for. Sunday, November 04, 2007.
Saturday, March 30, 2013. Posting this from my phone. I wonder if this will make me blog more often. Then again I am very fussy about formatting my post correctly. this might or might not work. Friday, March 22, 2013. Do I even remember how to do this? Posted by Jovin Wong. Sunday, October 21, 2012. The Fastest Blog Post to Date! Approximately six hours after it happened.
Dedicated to all my mangkuk ayun brothers back at home. A little something i thought of sharing. Fuck me, come to think of it. i need a handbag! Purchased at Angus and Robertson.
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Mirror of the past. The stars are constantly shining, but often we do not see them until the darkest hours . 纵使身心颇为疲惫但却没有睡意 夜已深外边下着大雨如果不是因为很冷真想跑出去淋雨 好处可多呢思考比较顺畅因为淋雨头脑清晰歪理必是 其实此刻头脑已想不出什么了真的可以一片空白的说这一刻. 还蛮舒服的听着歌真不想天明天明之后又是忙绿的一天. 日复一日虽然按部就班但怎么觉得得过且过既然都不懂该如何. Posted by violet.亦雅. 本来很想很想跟你述说我的问题只是需要你来聆听但是想了想还是不要了你也有很多东西烦了的怎么可以这么多年了还不能脱离那伤心的担为什么一波未平一波又起昨夜实在太伤我心了. Posted by violet.亦雅. Damien Rice - The Connoisseur of great excuse. Of all the foolish things to do. I am waking up.CONTENT
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