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Me and You... All Alone
That girl


(SherLyn)

The best and most cheery girl in the world cannot be seen or even touched.


Her friends

mybtych
garry

Your Footprints

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Her Nolstalgia

November 2007♥
December 2007♥
January 2008♥
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January 2009♥
April 2009♥

Her Song

Monday, December 17, 2007
16.12.07

ytd was home doing my own stuffs as usual. Wasnt suppose to go out wandering. Airen called me out at about 8plus. She went to east coast with a fren to drink. Kinda lazy so i didnt meet her at that time. Instead, i promised her will be seeing her at boatquay instead. Haven been there for donkey weeks. Missed drinking sessions so badly. Go down only see 1 bottle of chivas, see so many people there. Is shy until i wanto die! Reali that bad. But after awhile thinks got better. 1/2way thru drinking,i recalled on the past few incidents that happened recently. Got so aggitated until tears starts rolling down. And this time round its not abit. Its alot,many,much! Cried until there's like no tomorrow. Finally i got to know i cant take it anymore! woolalas. Jus den, James came and yah. Tinks got better abit. Jus abit. He knew wads going on. Who to blame? That shawty! Other factors as well. He brought me to sentosa. Took out his sleeping bag and there we were lying on the beach with heads up looking at the starry sky. I counted stars *** He laughed at me. The feeling, oh-so-nice. Sound of the waves, the sea breeze (its cold!) the stars and all the other sounds of nature. Manage to see a crab crawling across (= Went back home shortly after that.

snappy time


us at a pub named whiskey.


jesus christ

*our first touch =P

her sweet memory was written @ 3:11 AM