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--> the imperfect perfectionist


*me *
Yanee
05/01
On my stereo: Justin Timberlake's Summer Love
Mood: Erratic

"Aye"
indie rock, alternative, pop rock: smiles: hugs and kisses: soccer: chocolates: Nike: teddy bears: touch rugby: babies: rock-climbing and bouldering: soft and pantene-smelling hair: my well-worn Levi's: Adidas: white, blue: short nice hair: Elmo, Oscar the Grouch and Cookie Monster:

"Nay"
veggies: swallowing pills: high heels: skirts: not knowing what to do: mess:

*wishlist *

a bit more freedom
PSP
new laptop
more clothes, for goodness sake!
new phone
an orange scrambler
makeover my room

*fellow bloggers *

:: kyle ::
:: azrul ::
:: liyana ::
:: arfin ::
:: zak ::
:: naz ::
:: jason ::
:: monkey ::
:: wei tin ::
*hunts *

:: blogskins ::
:: hotmail ::
:: friendster ::
:: deviantart ::
:: tickle ::
:: youtube ::





Sunday, January 15, 2006

It's funny how you make me feel.

How you make...

My fingers tingle,

My hands shake,

My lips quiver,

My body tremble

When you say just three little words.





How come though, you never say them to me anymore?

Did you plain forgot?

I'll say it now to refresh your memory and well, also to say what i really feel, though you played me left, right, centre, top and bottom.








I love you.

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<~ perfected ~>
@ |8:15 AM|

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