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when your heart gets broken,
you start to see the crack in everything.


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Monday, October 20, 2008
11:47 AM

Many many changes recently, I thought I see a wrong one in the mirror. bad, yes it is, bad. 

Dear Geok,
                    I know you must be angry. I know you are mad. I'm so so so sorry over my negligence this afternoon. I really didn't mean it. I went to go prepared to see you. I'm really sorry. 
): miss you so. 


Dear Pretty,
                      You'r finally back. welcome home, boy. Though you are still busy for me right now I guess, but it is nice you are back here in Singapore. It's been 3 long weeks without you. I suppose you were having fun, aren't you? :D You've been so missed too. 


Dear xxx,
                 You'r most missed. Are you coming home tonight?
Now I know, I'm not okay, when you are not here to stay.


;i am afraid