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YOU
the last romance

FEEZA AJ
seventeen, pink obsseser, all-time bully and a fantatabulous rockstar!
rewind my past
Please do not remove the credits thanks.


Music
the song I used to play


MusicPlaylist
Music Playlist at MixPod.com



tagboard
the words we all said


ShoutMix chat widget


Linkages
the exits to escape

Faiqah Kani. Fatin Nuralifah. NFS. TJ. Yasmin Fatene. Hafiezzah. Yanna Fasilah. Anna. Normas Hamizah. MDZ. Tedyy. Meecan. Nurul. Atai. Aunt Dyja Rock. Blacky Nana. Alai. Kanaye.
Past
the historys to forget

September 2008
January 2009
February 2009
March 2009
April 2009
May 2009
June 2009
July 2009
August 2009
September 2009
October 2009
January 2010
February 2010


Credits
the sources of love

Designer : DEAD-dolliie

Tuesday, July 28, 2009
the stories that happened yesterday

seriously, i have nothing to tell. theres a total zero. no stories at all. maybe ada but i think its better to keep it untold. just dont want to talk about it. all in my head now are revisions and exams, SOON! im fucking tired, did this and that. and i want to go out. fortunately, Insya Allah, dad will bawa ke BSB this thursday. hope so! okay, im tired. bye bye now.

sigh.

Pjass.

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