senses unite, fucking stoned.

I think all this shit started when my iPod decided to let me rot and die.

trying my best to resist sending this e-mail, then it occurred to me. I'll just have to remember that ten days, or the other four months, or how its been two years. I believed, but all I did was ache. aching out of missing that ridiculous face he has, aching out of thinking it was him but it was just another passer-by.

intermission : eh so many pimples on my face now its so potong steam lah. I'm in the feel and mood and all that jazz suddenly my hands keep itching to dig the outer skin of the zit wtf. okay all the broken-hearted-girl feel is gone. I need the rm 8 for 10 pasar malam masks man. Sue Yii are you back from Vietnam yet :(

oh great now its bleeding hahaha

the whole ice-cream deal didn't even last for one week HAHA :)
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