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Saturday, December 6, 2008, 12:26 AM
it's beyond description, how i feel about rosey flying off at 9.25am today.
she's the one and only person i really want to be with right now till things are much better.
and now that she'll be gone till the end of the year, i don't know how am going to survive.
seeing her in the morning, makes the day. getting all hyped up and telling her every intricate detail of whatever that happened. just hugging her and falling asleep on her. or even just holding her hands and crying in the middle of the train. cause i always know, no matter what. she'll be there till the end.

rosey, you know that i'll have to find a way to survive till you return.
you know, i love you.
i really hope you have the best time back in india! =)



why do i feel that you don't care anymore?



she cries all day and all night.
she hates what she has become.