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Monday, June 27


Sunday Blues


    i packed my stuffs and we sat at ADAM with not much words exchanged. we played the roles of traffic policemen, and had our vision set on opposite sides of the road with the busy rush of the evening traffic. was there nothing else to talk? we just pondered.

    did we choose, or did we stumble, can we pick up what we've lost. theres no answer, he didnt give. he stared and i paused. it was kinda awkward. *shudders*

    then there was a kiss. with some laughter. it was crazy and i didnt even want to find out why. he didnt give me a reason to, thats why.
posted by fries @ 2:05:00 AM
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