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Nurulhuda.
23rd May. I live my life how it should be. I want to be a Singer. I'm obsessed with anything Black♥ or Red♥. I love myself and I'm OK with who I am.

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Remembering the past.
April 2011
May 2011

Thursday, 12 May 2011 - 2:25 pm
Another picture to burn.

How I wish I could run and hide from everything.
I just realised everything I had is someday gonna be gone. I showed Sadiq's and my hand picture taken. Just our hands. & I showed it to Istyana, we talk.
Me, "Do you see how happy we looked back then? I could'nt believe it turn out to be such a jerk."
Istyana, "Oh! That is SO MESSED UP!"