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the grass, love, really is greener on the other side of the hill.
shall we get there?

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Over the last weekend of the year,
i came to notice a few things that became an eye-opener for myself.

So i would like to extend my heartfelt thanks to two brothers who made me realise that I've yet to see the other side of the world.

"I got a reason to live, A heartful of Love, and Dreams to take flight."

Goodbye sad notes of 08', HELLLLLLOOOOOOOOOH 09'.

"nothing feels better than when words clash with melody.
its the most amazing drug in the world
when one gets lost and find solace in music."
-Idham Budiman, dec 23.

i thank ALLAH,
for all i've got.

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Huda J.
11 November.
Nanyang Poly - SBM.
God's Child.
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u can walk down the typical scorpio lane with me,
but really..i am fragmentary,
a patchwork of life's most beautiful elements.

loves

*My Gallery*
*The Poet & herPendulum*
*BaBy QiE*
*Lily Nelain*
*aBg no0ch-Cham*
*darL hoOpla*
*my QueEn 0f SacaRsM*
*Eddy*
*Mas's LJ*
*Mas's Bloggy*
*Rachel LJ*
*Amanda*
*Nona Malinda*
*Wid*
*Joey*
*Nur Misuari*
*NiSa*
*AMIRAWWR*
*Shimah*

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