Twentysixthfebruary.

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Ain's shutterfly
Ain
Afiq
Asreen
Azimah
Maria
Yanie
Danial
Huda
Ili
Suliani
Yasmin The Storyteller

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My Walk

a Sunday, July 23, 2006 b

operasi patuk ular

lay ur head on my shoulder n sleep,drool as much as u want.i'll make sure no one sees.

leave all e blusher n eyeliner stains u want on my tops. they can be washed.

let it all out when u cry. i'll wipe those tears off ur cheeks.

and if u ever give out a loud fart in public, dun worry. i'll make sure everyone tink it was me.

p.s:tell ur dad e lurkin real-life snake is ready to make its move anytime tis yr. hehe. i love u bacin.

apiz "tak bacin"

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