love...are u comin back
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Name: Simon -simple-
Age: born in the year of 1988
LikE: The pain I'm going through in life
HaTE: Myself for being so foolish


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After all these while. the scar you left behind its still hurting me.
Sunday, November 25, 2012

Until today I still don't understand why my life ended up so differently. Never would I expect that I will do learn and got myself into something I used to hate and never got interested with. When someone ask me why I learned Thai, if that someone were to ask me 9months ago I will said its for you, but now when I think of it why am I still learning Thai when you're gone. Everything I walked pass Cuppage Plaza, your presence lingers there and its killing deep inside. The scars you left is so pain it took me so long to heal. Whenever I look through those photo we took, its reminds me that our moments are like fireworks. After the night, everything is back to reality and things ended up so differently. You are truthful to tell me you're not good enough for me and I will end up getting hurt then why in the first place you choose me among so many people.

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