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.Monday, September 21, 2009 ' 8:31 AM

I won't ever believe in whatever promise people give me already.
Because I believe there will be no promise, all are just lies!
Promise so much, in the end they just broke it like nobody business.
How fragile is a human's heart? Words can even kill them.
Don't mention using a knife to stab inside, shag.
I'm totally feeling super low now, who want to share my pain with me?
Who want to suffer the same which I am suffering now?
Who want to stand in my shoes to face those nonsense I am facing?
I feel like pulling out my heart and throw it into the sea, I don't feel like being a human.
It's totally like shit. No one understand me, no one know what I want.
Am I so difficult to be understand and get along? Does problem lies on me?
Should I just stop talking with others and reflect myself?

Promises are like babies, easy to make, hard to deliver.
Promises are like putting water in a slotted spoon.
Promises are like rain pouring down in the middle of the sea.
Promises are like a fan blowing during a winters Freezes.
Promises are like using a wet sponge on a forest fire.
Promises are like using a bubble gum to patch up with a tire.
Promises are like cutting down a tree with a plastic sword.
Promises are like how you keep your word.

♥
Where is the promise you used to promise me?
Where is the past you?
Where is the love you used to give me?
Why you broke the promises that you gave me?
Why things happened to us in this way?
Why have you changed?
Sigh, stepping into a relationship is to give each other love.
When I am alone? Where are you?
When I need you, where are you?
Are you enjoying yourself with computer games?
My ear bleed, you don't bother.
I wonder if one day I leave this world suddenly, will you realise it?
Will you cry and ask me not to leave? I doubt so.
How long have you last tag me in my blog? You rather view other people blog than mine.
If that so, I am closing down my blog. So what if memories are all inside?
It's totally rubbish and shit to you. You don't fucking care at all.
Baby Sandwich. You've changed.

The Memories Abound And The Smiles, Though Half -Hearted, Are Genuine.
A Mix Of Emotions A Varied As A Box Of Crayons.
But Time Has Won It's Game, And So I Must Concede.








Playing in mind.

Precious me.

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♥ Christine Aka Angkukueh
Birthday falls on 11th June.
Working in Pastamatrix as Admin/HR.
I'm super duper friendly :]
So don't worry that I will eat you up!
Love working as Tai Tai at home.
I Love romance song and show, It touches me.
And I detest Backstabber, Liars, Betrayer.
I have a very bad temper when people step onto
My tail and make me really fucked up.
And I have my good side, I love to joke
With my friends surrounded me.
Hate waiting for people for a long time.
As I have no much patience.
I don't entertain nuisance.
I have my limited patience.
Love piercing, Yet cannot pierce lots.
It will disfigure own looks, that's all about me.
Spammers are not allowed in my blog.
Anyone who hates me, don't step into my blog.
Because You're not welcomed by me too.
Just click cross on the top right hand corner of the page. Thanks :]


Cravings


Wants.
Tongue Piercing.
 Dye Hair.
 Dr Martens Shoes.
Bebe Tee.
 Put Braces.
 Coach Wristlet.
 Burberry Bag.
CD Perfume.
 A Stable Job.
 Get My Car License.


Craps



Craps


Escapes

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Links.

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♥Boon chong.
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♥Chingyen.
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♥Jun.
♥Jiahui.
♥Kaixin.
♥Kaiting.
♥Leelim.
♥Marvin.
♥Noraidah.
♥Nelson.
♥Peiwen Boyfriend.
♥Pearlyn.
♥Peishi.
♥Regina.
♥Samuel.
♥Selina.
♥Shermaine.
♥Sally.
♥Tabitha.
♥Yingying.
♥Zhihan.
♥Zhenyuan.

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