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Sometimes I cry so hard from pleading
So sick and tired of all the needless beating
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Tuesday, July 27, 2010

Today did nothing much.

Went school , keep on sleep and wake up , injure my hand while playing frisbee.
blaah blaah.. lazy to post.

My mind are full of questions now..

wht are you doing now , where are you , are you sick , hve you had your dinner and lots more questions..

whatever it is , i just want you to be always happy (:

i miss you alot.. i have fallen for you more and more deeply each day pass..
But baby, where they knock you down and out
Is where you oughta stay