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Tuesday, 15 January, 2008 ♥
16:26

RAUDHA(:

ok. so sum of u guys wanted to know and have been sms(ing) me. yusman fetch me from school yesterday. eventually, i cant get angry at him anymore. i dun noe. looking at his face: i felt LOVED. and i recall the things he did for me. jus like the lyrics in the song, hate that i love you by Rihanna:

You know exactly what to do
So that I can’t stay mad at you
For too long, that’s wrong