the sky is crying;;

Thursday, December 21, 2006


Treasure what you have now. When its gone, it never be back. Maybe one never realise its always beside you. But once its start to go, it never return back again. When you realise it, its too late.


Letting it go slowly. Never meant to be.

Tired. Really tired.

logged ; 2:07 AM

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