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Tuesday, October 16, 2007

I can't hold back my tears, those songs just reminds me of you.
our past.
that very night at the pub. ;
its only a few hours.
so shit. the feeling just simply so sucky.
CANDY WAKE UP! LET HIM OUT OF YOUR MIND!
be it in the past or present. forget bout it.
i knew its not getting anywhere, but it takes time.


on my way


same old pose


back to store


me and kenneth (:

-> anyway i took his coach's lighter? I TOOK. its not as a gift.

at 00:14