"my fever was terrible.
But, John asked me to go down to Boat.Q to find him.
I pushed my work away to look for him Meet up with them. Still I'm pissed off with John. Reach the pub, he tried hard to make me laugh.
I trying hard not to. But he made me smile. I was fucking angry with John. I wanted to slap his face.
& i wanted to kill that old bitch.
Trying hard to hong? They so like xiaodidi go find gigolo la.
Keep trying to come close when i'm there. Wtf.
No limit whores. -.-
After awhile, John vomited. & that bitch keep come close.
Heng, Michelle scold her for me. (: HAHA! Love die you la Bby!
Kiss kiss kiss kiss kiss! WEEEEEEE~!
about 4 i think, we helped John to the cab, someone off his phone, didn't text me.
didn't contact me at all. D: Worried sick~! Heartbreaks."
Eh fuck you la cheebye. Go ahead and like him. Im okay if im lonely because I AM USE TO IT ALREADY. You have alot friends so do i. Whatever i do now i think is just a waste of my time. I wrote a fucking long letter to you, will you even read finish? Even if you do, can you feel how much effort i put in just to make something for you? I don't blame you at all. And girl i dont even fucking blame you too. Flawless beauty, beautiful hair, big boobs, flat stomach, perfect legs, perfect skin. Perfection isn't it? CHAOCHEEBYE.
To you, if you tink im saying you thn yup it's you :) .
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