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    • thanks
    layout: detonatedlove♥
    pictures: ohhspontaneityy
    stocks: _excentric_
    Sunday, January 21, 2007
    3:50 AM

    The long walk from Orchard to Novena. (with the multiples of junctions we had to go through)
    The exploring of roads in Singapore. (getting a lil' lost)
    The early dessert at The Baker's Story. (i love the sinful brownies)
    The dinner at Prata House. (finally, my craving of prata is fulfilled)
    The long talk we had after that. (i love talks)

    IKEA is our next target.

    I love you so much Dearest. =)


    Confessions make me laugh at myself.
    Seriously.
    Those were the days when I was a lil' more innocent.


    We got down to serious talking.
    We concluded that it's all KARMA.
    We're just hoping that the KARMA will end soon.
    We've learnt our lesson.


    We question each other.
    Without getting any definite answer.
    Looking at each other, we realize we have control over nothing.
    Nothing at all.
    We're just making our minds go in circles.


    I opened up a topic on my past.
    I almost teared.
    The promise of being friends was somewhat altered.
    I don't see my existence in your life anymore.
    I don't know how you're doing.
    I just need to say this.
    I miss you.


    I dont' want to go to sleep each night thinking of all the "maybes" and "mights".
    Fizah

    I do things my way.
    So don't stop me.

    Don't be afraid to make a wrong move.
    Because life has a funny way of making all things wrong seem right.

    Memories don't do us much good.
    It becomes of a burden as we age.

    footprints



    don't leave
    ALTHEA
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