I was in your arms thinking i belonged there Daphne. Loves life. Perfectionist. Gummies. TUMBLR.TWITTER

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I feel so sticky. Not literally, and I dont think anyone knows what I mean except for Junrong.
Not a very nice thing at all. :(

I just wish I was a tad more independent. A tad more happy go lucky. A tad more reserved. A tad not so problematic. A tad more perfect.

I hate feeling like that. Disgustingly depressing. I feel like tearing, wonder whats wrong with me.

I can be so excited, so happy one minute. The next minute I wanna cry.

Someone tell me whats wrong with me?!

wrssepdro, heer i ocem gnaai.

You just dont remember...

/EDITED, 12.20

I am fweeling so much better now. :)

Grabbed this off Weiling's fb, enjoy!


Are they awesome, or is it just me?

Anyway, she's my nursery friend. Can you believe it? Her mum and my mum works in the same company even.

I envy her height. She's like so tall! :(

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