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24.5.11 ♥.
Whenever people ask if im okay, i'll say that i am.
That's cos it's what they want to hear.

If i were to say that im not alright, the most they would react would be to say,
"Don't think so much, cheer up."
But who are the people who really care?

Im so sick of feeling this way.
It's so hard to be strong.
Move On.
This is something that's so much easier said than done.

I could be feeling so shitty all day/night long,
but it's amazing how a few words from you would make me few a million times better.
Much as i hate to confess, you're still my everything.


Last Saturday's at Clarke Quay's Clinic with Renice and Gillian.














@ Helipad after drinking.



Yesterday's at J8's DTF to celebrate Yishih's 19th.
So 3/4 of Clique have turned 19, im the only 18 leftttt.
More photos in Shih's camera, uplolad once i receive.








We could have been infinite. @ 11:27 PM



QUEEN.

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Brenda Yap.
21o892
I ♥ to eat.

"Call to me and I will answer you and tell you great and unsearchable things you do not know." - Jeremiah 3:3


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