Maybe you're the one
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Last published Sun, Nov 23, 2014
Prologue
Life isn't easy. It's a Big gigantic road.
Start walking and you'll bump into rocks and humps.
Sometimes, i just wanna stop at the middle of the road and end my journey there..
but i'll get hit by cars -_- sigh*
Makes me wonder how those movies get a good and harmonious ending
Life is FREAKIN HARD.
till' I met him.
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