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Baby you showed me what living is for
i don't want to hide anymore
i LOVE YOU babylove.
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Sunday, April 4, 2010
happie NineMnthsary baby
hey darlinks.
well,its 4th April now.
its my
nineMnthsary(:
will talk bout it later.
so, yesterday was shopping day!!!
went to orchard.
zara n new look.
bought jeans.
went to forever 21. i love the tops
ther(:
will buy them(:
ate damn alot!
ended up the nite with
slacking at starbucks.
drank my fav:
chocolate chip cream frapuccino.
then,10+..bus-ed home.
happy 9thmonthsary baby.
well,its been a bumpy ride.
there were times i feel like strangling eu.
and so much more,
but it won change how much i love eu.
though our 9th monthsary didnt turn out well
in the beginning..
well,eu managed to put a smile on my face back again
and came to meet me .
i swear i didnt want to meet eu
today. yeah! i didnt.
but i thght, how long was i to behave this way,
i gave up and met eu.
and i swear though i have alot of wishes that
things could turned out the way i wanted it to be,
eur hug made me ferget all sadness
and i felt love-d. thats why i cried.
and one more thing,
i, shairah,agree that i am such a cry baby.
i might cry everytime im sad about something..
but that is jus the way i am. but
eventhgh im a cry baby,
im not to the xtend that i will argue and keep on crying till
two to three days.nope!
ok then! loveyou baby!
sometimes i think that
i was meant to experience all the things
i have experienced in my life...
just so i could be ready..
to love and to be loved by you<3>
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sweetest addiction
Hola dearies.
shai / shy is my name.170891 is my berfday.sweetest 18 this year.been through alot in this life.
yet,
i always believe in expecting the unexpected and do what eu want others to do to eu(:
040709 is my lovestory.romanticly moving to ONE year soon.
im deeply,dangerously,crazily in love withthis thief,who stole my heart:
mohamad rashid jalaluddin.
i believe in our lovestory,and let us have a happy ending,
fighting all bad witches together,and kiss me when i eat e poison-ed apple,
cos eur my medicine.
We might kiss when we are alone, when nobody's watching. We might take it home, we might make out when nobody's there.
It's not that we're scared. It's just that it's delicate.
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