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♥ Tuesday, January 13, 2009

A lil of misundertaking took place last night. small urguement between me and dear.
Text him a long long message of 10 pages. Explain clearly to him, sorry baby. I know I am quite harsh which I text u. All because is of LOVE.
I know.. Once we have urguement, after a night we will forget. That is so easy. This morning once I open my eyes, I alrdy forgotten we had a fight last night! Idk why.. We won't take it to heart, once the next day we are still standing at the line, remain the same. :D

heartbroken. I promise whatever I promise you. Strike for my best okay?

the only thing i feel glad enough is tt when u're in camp, every morning from 5.30am - 5.45am I will receive your honey message. This is enough to fill up my day. If you're by my side it wil be more greater den tt.

loves.♥ ♥ ♥ ♥♥ ♥ ♥♥♥

dear pek, stop calling me Chloe Poh. =x =x

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