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Syahrul Naem Bin Jailani
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Aspiring Architect/Fashion Designer
I just want to make my parents proud, that's all.
04 April 2010 | 3:38:00 PM
Overboard

I'll forget you if that's what you want me to do.
I'm sorry if I'm no longer your angel.

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17 June 2008 | 12:19:00 PM
Bringin' On the Heartbreak

I just can't stand this any longer.
Consider me gone, dead.

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13 March 2008 | 10:29:00 PM
Beautiful Disaster

I'm moving on.
I've figured out that it's too little too late.
If my absence is the only thing you need now, then I'll do it willingly.
There's no point in waiting anymore.
I think I've made the right decision, yes? (:

And please, dear friend.
You never failed as a friend because you were always there for me.
Even though sometimes you feel useless, but your concern just lifted my
troubles away.
And chatting with you every other night makes me happy.
And I'm glad because I sleep on a lighter note, knowing that there's
something to look forward to tomorrow.
So, don't sweat it if you don't have the right things to say.
At least you've tried and I'll appreciate you for everything you are to
me.

I love you, friend.
And I can't wait to meet you tomorrow <3

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02 March 2008 | 10:27:00 PM
That Girl Is Mine

5/01/2008 - 2/02/2008
Just short of three days.
But all good things must come to an end.

I still love you, really.

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