i am a 2 year old addict.
i take pictures with my eyes.
my beating muscle is co-owned.
and if found,do call.

Mother's Day.

you're especially reminded,you need to be thankful.not just today but every other day.and mum,i love you.and im very much glad you brought me into this world.you taught me how to pick myself up when i was broken and i have never felt a lack of love.ever.

i missed those days though.that you'll pamper my butt off.bringing me to the library and reading to me while feeding me.and taking me to the pool and sit there just watching me do whatever.i usually talk to myself if you noticed.haha.but im celebrating my last teen year and those were fine memories.so now i want to take care of you just like how you did me.

to you,with all i got.

now now.i dont know what's wrong with little woman.ALLOO?are you okay?i want to know the reason for all these tears.i knew you werent right last night cause YOU will not leave a conversation with me for a BOOK.and you made every conversation 10 seconds or less.i wanted to call smart-intelligent but i couldnt.cause yesterday was the full-house-waiting-list day.so i hadnt have much time on my hands.i hope you're alright.if you dont want to talk to me then my green ear keychain is right there.yes?

okay.now i got a shock when fyera's number popped out.WAHLAO DO YOU KNOW HOW LONG HAS IT BEEN SINCE WE MET?!!idiot.haha.but sorry i couldnt join you.heh.hari ibu la deii.staying home and follow the parents.haha.

talking about follow the parents.i think we're going out for dinner.that means i actually need to bathe.oh noooo.haha.fine.

let me take out that sore;