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Josephine.
Since 1988.
A tub of Strawberry Cheesecake Ice-cream with my favourite Hollywood flicks pretty sums me up.







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Tuesday, October 16, 2007

i just wanna find myself a hole to hide in.
crap.
what do you do when you face effortless contributors,
while all the pressure are on you out of your professionalism?
the fact is,
nobody gives a shit to the deal when they don't really care or understand.
and there's no way of a good output when the input is so lil.
thus, i see myself so dead. fuck.