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Im the classic virgoian who believes in perfection. Sometimes people dislike me because they find me acting too cold towards humans. Or maybe they just can't accept my high standards. So, love me or not, u decide.

Screams
Wednesday, January 02, 2008
i made a simple wish for u
and one for myself.
my new year resolutions..

as i strolled along the wooden pathway during sunset, i miss you.
as i laid on the hammock, i miss you.
as i sat by the sea at night, i miss you.
as i looked at the stars, i miss you.
as i enjoyed the peace of the night with my beer, i miss you.
visualising that someday we can have the resort all by ourselves,
just us..............................
hug you while u ride the bicycle,
bbq,
enjoy the sunset together,
set fireworks,
holding hands,
go fishing,
u grab my hand so i won't fall into the muddy water.
missing you will not be a past tense.


but i'm all by myself.
how could u be so cruel?




boy, how are you doing?





down the 3 cans of beer travelled along my gut,
but still, my first drop of tear in the new year went to you:)


happy new year people!

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