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Crystals
filled with memories
" Through those sad times
you held my hands till the end of the world. "
BIOGRAPHY
i'm just a typical little girl

HAMS
I'm a cookie which is born out of a dough, and was being sent into an oven. My mother made me a chocolate cookie so that people would like me. I'm delicious, people liked me alot. But my destiny is very cruel. I found out that i'm born to be eaten. I'm helpless and afraid. But when i knew that i will bring people's happiness, i'm not that scared already. So i decided to sacrifice myself to make people happy. Cause i know i'm the best.

TAGBOARD
Laughters all around



AFFILIATES
Fly far and away

4e1 Amnita Cookie Monster Dayya Dinah Eykaa Felicia Hawa Kamilah Kamrun Kelly MJ12 Nadirah PJCSB Rahayu Sleeq TSMB

ARCHIVES
Let bygones be bygones



CREDITS
Take a bow

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I don't feel like eating. My appetite has gone down to the drain. And maybe my netbook is a bit too far away. *shift it nearer* LOL.

You know how whenever you write, you write it for someone? Even in the exam, the essays, you write for the markers. You know they're reading so you don't let your wit out and for hell's sake, that wit may get you some extra marks. It happens all the time. You will write it for someone.

You know how whenever you're angry? Mad and disappointed? The person you put all your trust into? Who would have thought right? And you're stuck between letting it go and wanting it back. Letting it go. Imagine. All those hard work.

You know how sometimes you have to leave the things you love the most? Because they're not serving any good to you anymore? Could be anything. Even something you say you would never leave till death breaks you and the other apart.

You know how when success is just a step away but you decided to let go? No i'm not gonna let go yet. I'm gonna finish what i started.

You know, i miss having you around. Really i do. And i know you do too.
But you have to fix this.

HaMie!