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(♥) like my favorite record -- you're alittle overplayed
and like my favorite summer, you'll never fade away.
Tuesday, June 05, 2007
i've learnt to accept it.
what shall be, shall be.
to think that i'm not worthy of you.
i've long bow down to fate.
no amount of words would help, i guess.
that's you.
Still ,
my favourite
