11 August 2011

scramble egg

Expectation is the root of all heartache-William Shakespeare.

Well said.
Restless night,documents all over the table,with turtle speed internet line,blue...so blue.....
I miss being a kid. No one cared how you dressed, how you react,or how you care,you could be yourself.
I admit that I don't know my own worth and value,but I know yours.or maybe I just turned so judgmental,you are such an ass Tan Swen Yin.
Somehow actions always speak louder than words.Please remember to hear the voice from deep inside,I am sorry.

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