walking with p-is-for-playa yesterday (for like 5 minutes) made me perspire like a pig. i can't say much for that photophobic boy. *this is different from being photograph-phobic, which he is not. which reminds me, photos please =)
i just want to get out of here. pretty please?
yes singapore is good blahblah, and i can't exactly say what i want to run away from, but i swear i'll go crazy and turn angryangsty if i don't.
i also want it to snow, now.
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