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Alicia Lim | Create Your Badge
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    @ Follow me.
    Tuesday, July 24, 2012 11:55:00 PM
    People caring, people dying.
    I don't need a super boyfriend, or anybody that's perfect. Even the society nowadays.. yes. They judge on appearance and all. But I don't give a shit if my 7 up boy is not prefect. Like problem.. who is? Nobody. I know my 7 up wouldn't give up on me. If he want, he would give up four years back. Isn't it true? It might sounds naive, but who knows? Nobody.


    There's so much for us to do, there's so much for us teenagers or adults to handle. Only one person have the ability to listen to you.
    Ah.... yes. I miss you even though we just met earlier on. 😨 


    Thank you darling, for saving me out of darkness. Thank you for coming back in my life four years later, thank you for waiting for me to have faith in love. I can't say much here because it's our secret. But... 
    ... I just wanna tell you Mr Jeremy Fan, this.
    Till then, hell friends. 



    See you in hell, friends.