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Tuesday, 28 April 2009

now i crave for a skyscraper of a custard-filled layer cake. this happens often, like a defence mechanism.

now i wonder how tahirah is doing. sometimes the people whom you crossed paths with much later in life surprise you so pleasantly that you wish you've met earlier. almost lovers. you never know when you really step onto borrowed time.