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Sunday, October 8 ♥


memories
are times which you will never forget
memories
nothing can be more precious that that
memories
are times which can never repeat
it wont be the same
even if it did
memories
sometimes can bring you down
memories
at times can make you frown
but memories
is just something really special
something so meaningful
just like how you treasure a pearl
maybe memories
can sometimes be painful
sometimes makes you regret
make you feel like a fool
so treasure the person that love now
and tell them before its to late
can be any of you friends or you family
can even be your own family's maid.

HAHA.
this poem's lame.
all maid all come out.
HAHA.
dots.
BYE.

♥remembered yesterday @ 3:51 PM


I LOVE YOU

bold italics underline


I WANT YOU

please.


SCREAM

tagboard. cbox recommended.

REMEMBER
April 2005
May 2005
June 2005
July 2005
August 2005
September 2005
October 2005
November 2005
December 2005
January 2006
February 2006
March 2006
April 2006
May 2006
June 2006
July 2006
August 2006
September 2006
October 2006
November 2006
December 2006
January 2007
February 2007
March 2007
April 2007
November 2007
December 2007
January 2008


CREDITS
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