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IMAGE IS LOADING, PLS BE PATIENT.
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Nostalgia kicks in and it makes my face weary, yet all that peaceful heart loveliness mumbo jumbo. I love you, boy. I really really really do. If I could dissolve you into me. If only. Im re-reading all those notes. All those lovely, cruel, tender things we said to each other. Looking back is said to be a sign of weakness. But, looking back, I realize that we've become so strong. Just hold my small hand and kiss my cheek. Take my heart for tender. Lets wear each other's clothes, sleep together and never let go.
Tashah so melodramatic la. Stop it eh?
Saturday, May 19, 2007