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Wednesday, November 26, 2008

after first dec, all you shopping malls, blogshops, retail outlets, get ready for me.
cause i'm bringing out my piggy bank and spamming it. hopefully in moderation, i'm sure.
picky me, can't decide what to buy, what's nice and what's not.
when half the time, i'm still hanging by the moment.

i'm upside down, i need my revenue.
now, natasha's really brilliant when half of the music populating our ears are about bad boys, breakups and drugs? (think about jimmy eat world's drugs or me and amy winehouse, doh)

when i know where it is
less abled, trying to reach you
and then,
disappear, when you always say, you'l re-appear.
like magic.

"because you are like a boy with huge arms"
let down my tresses, i want to put on my hat and don my old, new frocks.
dec the 3rdddddddddddddd.