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Friday, May 30, 2008


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yeah. cob web liao. almost forgot ive a blog.

cant you b more mature? cant you just forget bout the past?

you're the one who ask me to STOP mention bout the past and move on.

but why do you still mention bout her?

ENOUGH !

and you still want assurance? why do girls want assurance?

what is assurance? what you want me to assure?

is it to tell you ohh i wont meet her anymore, i wont contact her anymore? is that the assurance you want? if its like that then okay i will do it. because i cant stand you anymore..

after work, i still have to be talking to my blog typing all this rubbish in the middle of night because i dont want us to quarrel. i let you my bed. you in my bed, me on my desk.

after so many months, you dont understand me at all..



| tiffany. 4:46 AM|

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