dearly beloved...
aiyah don't know what to write lah.
just want the bed to eat me up.
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About Me
- shiyin
- A lotta people perceive me as "unapproachable". How I ever got that tag, I haven't got a clue. Perhaps it's how they usually see me poring over my sheet music, scribbling incessantly in my book, or simply hearing how I'd make a good journalist that keeps them away. Whichever the case, perceptions don't mean shit to me. I try not to judge people, and I hope they don't judge me just because I'm proud of the person I am today.
2 comments:
HIYAK... i also donno wat to comment...
Bed that eats people up? Sounds like material for horror movie or nightmares
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