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weird.
Tuesday, February 24, 2009


kay, i have this weird feeling. this weird, weird, super weird feeling. & i have no idea why. actually i kinda do, but i won't say anything about it.

betol2 punye egoistic laaa ni budak. tssssk tssssk.

"Maybe who we are isn't so much about what we do, but rather what we're capable of when we least expect it." — Jodi Picoult (My Sister's Keeper)


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