And for some reason, that modest heart is ruthlessly burning as though it was insignificantly doused with oil and tossed into fiery charcoal. There is hardly a word that can illustrate the agony. It simply hurts bad enough for one to begin seeing menacing witches dancing while one lays an unsound sleep enveloped by darkness.
Vonnie Sing
eh simi daiji? share share with your bro. dont make me sim tiah here le. if need me call.
ReplyDeleteI'll call you about that. Don't say I ngam cham. I Q you! Daikor, I miss you like hell! Don't sim tiah okay...you found this blog on your own. So considered it a present! XD
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