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Nactually
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Sunday
my opinion.


i don't understand naive young girls who fall in love easily with someone and then start bull-shitting about getting married -.- especially when both are still stuck-ed in an institution and not even pursuing a professional qualifications. those couples out there who had been together for i don't know how many centuries long, have a fixed income, didn't even boast around about getting married instead they don't even mind waiting just to have enough for the family that they're gonna build. ohmy ohmy.

fall in love within a week?!

"its not the number of days spent but the moments shared together"

ok, lets put it this way, my way,
moments = seconds
seconds = minutes
minutes = hours
hours = days

ISN'T IT BACK TO SQUARE ONE?!

this is insane!
eh budak, you still ghairah for turning eighteen issit?
i tell you, there's more to life lah eh.
and there's nothing wonderful about your life anyway.



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