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sing it out loud
So she said what's the problem, baby?.what's the problem, I don't know well maybe, I'm in love love. makes me wanna turn around and face it but I don't know nothin' 'bout love, woah~ |
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about this blog
This blog was opened by Anne Ng to accomodate her mind's silly musings and her daily rantings.Do enjoy your stay here, and don't take what's not yours! tagboard
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disgustingly myself. I shall resolve to hate myself. Dear Brother, your last letter made me think you were here. I've finally graduated, brother, not a kid anymore. too bad, you missed the photo-taking. gram left us last week, cancer, you know? I stood comforting ma that day, my duty now, I guess. dad and I sit alone at dinner, mum doesn't have the heart to eat, talking's a burden now, so we don't. doing the dishes, I can still hear you, grumbles I used to hate, grumbles I still remember. the bedroom's all mine now, stretching over two beds, I bury my head in the pillows, searching for a long-lost memory. I saw Jean today, she's looking fine, she doesn't say it, but she misses you. things are bleak, gray skies, so quiet, I can almost hear the guns. Stop the War in Iraq. |