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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.
and in case you don't know..
Wednesday, November 26, 2008 10:50 PM

"We waste a lot of time running after people,
we could have caught by just standing still."


it was a frustrating wednesday to start with.. what with the old hag i'm working with!
you imagine,you imagine ah. she has no initiative about work at all!
she treats the store like her fucking own! she has to be TOLD to do WORK!!!!!!!!!!!!
and she bloody sat beside me at lunch. & while i was eating,she was talking fucking loudly..
yes,as you guess. on the phone! typical bloody nyonya bacin betul ahhhh!! gerammmm.
breathe in and out ah effffff.


today ended work at 7.30 pm.. claim the hours that i haven't used up.
the boy fetched me and off we went to where,you asked? lot 1 ah! HAHAHA!
please,laugh for all i care... but lot 1 seems interesting now. what do you expect?
more varieties of food but still the fucking old shops. hahaha! nothing's new uh?


The aim of life is to live,
and to live means to be aware,
joyously, drunkenly, serenely, divinely aware.


it seems like fucking ages that i have been high or drunk eh?
kay kay,that seems inappropriate ah. but really,when was that?
ever since i am with him,till today.. plus minus the part where i sneak off,
without him knowing. hehehehe! eh,shhhhh! you must keep my secret hor. lol!
bloody cock bodo you eff. you write here,you expect people to shhhhh? stupid eh!
eh,i think i need to learn to keep my mouth shut,huh?


i'm thinking of redying my hair,retail-theraphy for myself & only me.
for the room part,it only would be fulfill next month. maybe by next year?
a new year,a new look to my room.... that's goonnna be so damnn fineeee! heeeee.
well,we'll see.. we'll see lah kay? because right now,i am shagged to the maximum.
because as you can see,i am talking nonsense and nothing good comes out! HEEEE!
kay muacks! xoxo.


It`s a shame. I remember all the memories we`ve made.
& it`s just kind of weird to think we won`t make anymore.


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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hear it.


yesteryears;