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Call me nikki or ella, both are fine with me. I'm a proud filipina living in Singapore. EIGHTEEN. I talk coffee, music, photography and art. LOVE ME FOR IT.

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Go be stupid somewhere else.
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Wednesday, September 2, 2009
"We said what we feel, then we stop ourselves. And just walk away."

I'm having a sore throat, but I ate choki choki.
I'm having a sore throat, but I drank alcohol.
Now what? Now I have no voice again. PFFT.
It's a good thing I decided not to smoke tonight, or else I'll be dead by now. -..-

I don't really have the mood to blog now. I just wanted to dedicate this song to all those mofos out there who couldn't care less.


I wish you've stopped me from walking away and swept me off my feet. Oh well.
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