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Thursday, March 19, 2009


I regretted for what I've did yesterday. I don't blame you cause my intentions were never true. I know I did something awful but why are you still so scared? You did the right thing, and it's my fault that I throwed my temper on you just because you nagged at me. I know, you care. I've never had a thought of leaving you just because of that. What matters now is, I really love you. And I'm truly sorry.

Anyway, two days ago. Wednesday and it feels like Saturday.
I enjoyed myself and I hope they did too.







Monday ; Yeexin's 16th Birthday Party.





I miss Fawwaz, how?