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Tuesday, March 30, 2010 @ 8:13 PM :D
To; us

"hello there (: i missed you and i hope you're doing alright. (: thanks for being such an awesome friend. that blog post was really special to me." -Sharms

OMG. How can your heart not melt at such a precious message from sharms. Or from anyone for that matter. Aww babe. I miss you so much god knows. No one can miss you more than me ):

Ugh. Why must school tear us apart. I swear I never treasured being able to see you guys everyday. And now that privilege has been robbed of me. I needa kill something/someone. How about my lungs? Yeah that sounds good. A few sticks'll do the trick. Okay I won't. But yeah.
Please. If we drift, I'll be so fking devastated who knows what I'll do.

I love you sharmaine sie shao ming.

I love you vani swarupa. m.

Always have, always will.










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xoxo




we had fun babe, yes we did

one of our only few normal shots

yes sharms, we called it the....

NOODLY show!

Tap, me on the left. Tap, you on the right. Nice nails (;


We sure as hell are a bunch of freaky fun friends forced to fly off to freaking far away places.

(alliteration, mrs dahlliwahl will be so proud that I can alliterate, but maybe not so happy that I never knew how to spell her name.)

But we still love each other's lovable asses nonetheless.

I know I can speak for myself when I say that.

It's this that got us through.

And it's this that's gonna get us through once again.

Ily, Imy, Iny, I'll never forget you.








Deborah ♥


17.
Music interests me.
Dance fascinates me.
Reading occupies me.
Shopping never fails to bankrupt me.


Reading- Wuthering Heights
by Emily Bronte

Listening- Cinderella
by Steven Curtis Chapman


"The power of a relationship lies with whoever cares less. But power is not happiness."
-Connor Mead






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