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imustbestrong

Sunday, November 23, 2008

its over
maybe at this point of time
i will feel lonely or something
but i wont go and like keep on asking people
to ask me out
i did once
the result is only making me feel
thousand times worst
cause the feeling is like
people seems that
"Okay lor, ask you out lor. since you called and blah blah blah."
then when another party came
i like super transparent
not even like the glass panel you know
at least glass panel will reflect light
its okay la
i didnt ask for more
since we have a conclusion already
then i dont know why we must end up like that
.........