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  • Shien.


    Yeeshien, 17.

    Attached to my sexy 唐定杰.

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    Tuesday, April 28, 2009 - 10:05 PM


    Met up with Babyliew and went to school together. Lessons, sst. After sst, went home with Babyliew and Jing.

    Upon knowing those news, I'm quite shock by it. I've been pondering what's behind the drastic change in you. Neither do I understand, nor a need to understand. But, you certainly have no idea how many youngsters yearn to have a family like yours. Not every youngster could receive the amount of love that your family showered you with. I can tell that they are utterly disappointed by your recent actions. If one day, you land yourself into some deep shit, you lost friends who you could depend on, who are you going to turn to? Don't regret it if your family ever gives up on you. I know I'm not in any position to say that and pardon me for saying so much.

    When you talked to me, you said that I seems to give you cold shoulder.
    So, I've tried to talk more, and now you seems to give me cold shoulder.
    Can you give me the slightest clue what's on your mind.
    I don't like the feelings of not knowing how you feel or what you think.