îRεNε * -- å plåcê fÖr my hεåd -- *

Long ago, just like the hearse you die to get in again. We are, so far, far from you. Bring it on, just like the hearse you slide to incinerate the lives of everyone you know. And what's the worse to do, from everyone heart you break, and like the blade you stain. Well i've been holding on tonight. What's the worst that i can say? Things are better if i stayed, so long and good night, so long and good night.

Saturday, February 25, 2006

wee wung wung

hmm.. not available.. lolx... next time onli do sumthing abt it lah

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