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09 April 2006

and sometimes i really wish mr bear could come alive in the middle of the night to talk to me, to hear me out.

i've been losing interest in many many things.
i hate to talk recently.
i wonder what's going on.
it feels like a repercussion of maybe stress, or maybe something no one wishes to speak off.
i miss the past horribly.

aimless. i feel this drag recently, i just lie in bed all day long.

i miss my peter pan and hui so much suddenly.

10:07 PM


wendy
twenteen
sajc uoL



when the tough gets going
just keep walking