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i wonder how much it hurts.
Sunday, February 3, 2008 7:44 AM

i wonder how much it hurts.
i hate it when all of u always play such childish game.
always end up not friending each other and all.
stop the stress u gave,will you?
i just want to love.
i just want to be love.
i just hate being in the middle always.
i dunno what all of u want.fuck,its painful.
i hate having such fear n pain in me,
i miss zhihao.
i miss pot.
i miss janelle.
i miss joel.
i miss priscilla.
i miss alot of people.
i wanna mit up with them as well.
i wanna catch up with them.
people who use to care.
people who use to love me.
people who use to dote on me.
anywae,
i think i dun have much time left.
i guess im going in girls home veri soon.
i'll see wad my parents will do.
aiya,i jus wanna cherish time with them.
and mit up with them more.
maybe after new year,
i dunno where i'll end up in.
turning point place?
or girls home?
or hostel?
i dunno where i'll go.
so bless me man.
i think im going for check up reali soon.
i tink best is faster go check up.
if not i die how?
my health's getting weaker as time pass.
i know it myself.
well,shall go and see doctor veri soon bahs.


i cant be with you as long as i wish to.
i have to let you go reali soon.
all this are killing me reali bad.
perhaps we are just meant to be friends.
there's nothing more we can be.
you may be my ideal boyfriend.
but u're never mine.
do u noe how much i reali love u?
im left with 13days with u.
i just cant express my love out for you.
i noe u dote on me.
i noe u do.
every single thin u do,
makes me love you more.
but we just cant be who we want to be.
thanks for making me reali happy.
and thanks for making me sad.
when im happi,
i reali am.
when im sad,
i reali am too.
i love u,mr sky.
i dun wan the days to come.
i noe when i was drunk ytd,
u sae u dote on me alot.
i reali appreciate it alot.
i noe u care for me.


BIOGRAPHY
♥`joanna.
♥`28june1991.
♥`music is everything to her.
♥`baby steps towards life.
♥`sentimental&emotional.
♥`materialistic&possesive.

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♥KATHERINE baby.
♥XIUTING didi.
♥JANELLE sister.
♥MIRA meimei.
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♥SHILAH babe.
♥WILSON boyfriend.
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♥GERMAINE aunty.
♥AK darling.

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★mingyi.
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★xiner.
★ak.
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✯zara.
✯aida.
✯rena.
✯suhaiza.
✯alicia.
✯lisa.
✯suzlynn.
✯bernice.
✯sherilyn.
✯tabitha.


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