
twenty-three.
wreckless.

title: november. to di: iam sorry di, i think i did get too carried away with my sch and work. i dont haf cool frens or outfits. iam still the same old "put on what i want" titi. we will meet one day ok? not at parties only. at some plc where we can catch up on things. love shaa.
to ray:hey. thanks for constantly being there for me. thanks for loving and having me. i love you and only god knows how much. to my sibs: adek, i want to take good care of you. yan, get a job and be happy. farha. thanks for making my dreams a reality. thanks for those of my needs. god: show me the way. |