Simplicity.

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Faezah

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Hi. My name is Faezah.My boy name is Faez.
13th August 1988.
Jurong 4-ever.
NgeeAnn Poly (ECE).
Work @ Sentosa Island.
Free time is go-out-with-date-boy

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Wednesday, June 10, 2009

Finally, i've deleted the "beribu ribu lemon" messages in my inbox. Narrowed to just over a hundred. Only kept the memorable ones mostly or 99% of it is from him... Reading back slowly one by one, i cant help but to feel abit sad and emotional... It was meant in a good way.. I missed those times.. If u could read it n i'm sure u would feel the same way. Where have our feelings gone to? Though we may never admit it, we are slowly drifting away. I wished there's sumthing that i can do to reverse it all back...

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