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Saturday, May 12, 2007'♥

-the random mismatched-

i am really not sure how and why things happen the way they do?

it has been a long time that i even bother to call someone up at all, or at least knowing i have got a good mind to call that person up the moment he wakes up every morning?

then, it's also been able to talk , for hours on the phone, and amazingly to make use of all alternative modes of communique to well, continue with everything we can come up with to talk and discuss?

then it's also how we will hang out, and seriously, just talk non-stop, with hardly any intermission, from the moment we lay our eyes on each other, till we bid our last good bye?


we share this deep passion for alternative musik.we enjoy rediscovering the new wonders of the musik scene.we become film and musik critics crouching and poring over books and albums in book stores. it wasnt the blinding lights of the urban jungle, neither is it the basking in the weekend crowd that made our friday night. it's really the conversations, every laughter, every word.


am i in love?
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AHAHHAHAH WTF. CANT BE LA. IT'S FREAKING YY, THE LADYBOY IN ACTION. YY. EVEN COUPLES DONT DO THINGS THAT WE DO LA.

WE ARE TURNING LESBIANS, YY. ACCEPT IT.

ONE DAY, WHEN YOU LEAST EXPECT IT, YOU WILL SPROUT A TAUGAY SIZED WEENIE. AND YOU WILL BE MY dARLiNGZXzxZXz OKAYE?


HAHA!

12:05 AM








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eloera jesusa woon.

she paints skins of whom she has never known, and may never be.
she fortifies , she preserves - of what time has taken.
she dances in the silvers of her moonlight ,
with this cacophany of noises,with these falsities -they lead her hand. //

the facades that she hide behind, the facets of her life.she is but the master of puppetry.

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theng. yy. greg. elvin. weidong. leong.s shan. mich. sharon. nana. huisien.


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