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emotions comeback intervention time


Sunday, June 22, 2008 !@#$% 9:14 PM

are we related? cause if we aren't then can I marry him?
omfg, hothotheatt. damn it. waste of sperms lahh.
if we weren't related, just think of the possibilities.
and NO, I'm NOT talking about my cousin. or Qamarul.
so fuck off.

second post, I have no life. talking to Mirah.
her baby is dued god knows when. I don't even think she knows.
anyways, best of luck to her and azri apek. the potato mash man!
he's addicted to the mash for god knows what reason.


Ville Valo



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