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Memories were fine,couldn't touch them
smell them,or hold them.
never same as the moment had been,
and they fade with time.
your angel.
Tuesday, October 7, 2008 1:54 PM

Maybe that's what happens; you fall in love to fall apart.
and yet, you'll always want to do it again.


it's a good good tuesday to begin with. heeee,very happy. (:
still stuck with having heavy migraines,i'm still one happy lady!
accompanied the boy to the polyclinic to take his mc and medicines..
i think he sticks to his words of changing. well,we shall see bout that.
i love edward cullen!


today is nothing but strictly resting day for me,please?
i think i'm gonna be sick again,real soon. gah! i know! like,again?! -__-
and and and,i cannot wait for sunday! teheee. though it's gonna be for a while only.
still,i hope mr good looking manager will approved of me clearing my hours.
of then,i will be able to join them for a hari raya outing! yayyy!
plus,sunday is the boy's birthday. haaa. already got him an early birthday pressie.


You give anything for it.
Sometimes you give everything.
But sometimes it's just not enough.


raya's gonna come to an ending,pretty soon.
time do flies,hasn't it? it's gonna be the end of the year already..
click clack,it's going to be 2009! god,i'm still in awe,you know?
how fast time seems to past by us and here and there,everything changes.
god,no. i don't even want to think about it. nah uh,not one bit.
what i know,i'm gonna achieve and make a name for myself.
no matter how hard,i will go for it! i know that i can still make a difference.


there's alot to plan for the future but i guess,no one can ever predict huh?
whatever happens in the future or so,all we gotta do is have faith.
no matter how hard or worst it will get,we all can brace through.
when's life ever fair? no,it hasn't been. not one single bit at all.
but i guess,i'm still babbling too much. non-stop like how the boy says.
guess the migraine is getting a whole lot more worst. right. till then?
more pictures,soon kay?


It's not the load that breaks you down,
it's the way you carry it.


lovee;
efff.

yours truly;

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madee's babygirl,
you can call me;eff.

reading,writing,screaming,heels,sun,rain,snow.
gossip girl,books,tweeting,procrastinating,love.

MADEE;


The say people come and go.
But the truth is, no one really disappears from your life.
People never really leave, their roles just change.


effcullenbass.



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dearests;

Atika♥ AyuMe♥ Asmidah♥
Attica♥ Anisz Adam
Ana Ayie Aqila
Amirah Ayeen♥

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hear it.


yesteryears;