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Sunday, May 23, 2010


One last time, one last chance. [:

After much reluctancy and hesitation and doubts and insecurity,
I decided to listen to Dearest to love him as well as treasure this rela one last time.
Will it be one last try for us?
Yep, LAST.
Which last? Long-lasting that last? Or the final try?
Hope it will be a successful one then. (:
Lets work hard tgtr to a better road ahead, okay?


I really forgot some memories that we have together,
thus i went to browse thru all our photos.
Managed to recollect some memories backk.
Happy, i guess?

Now.. Dearest is sleeping like a log! :D
No doubt, it is 1am plus now.

The sweetest love has the bittest end.
1:58 AM