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Her Email The Book With Her Face .The Past Is History. It is not to be repeated. But cherished. In Heart of Hers. He_The_Righteous Her_Sweet_One The_Mommy_who_Nurtures Her_Super_Mommy Her_Alter_Ego Her_BB_boy_turning_Adult Her_Blood Bituwin
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Sunday, June 24, 2007
i held my head up high with a heavy heart.
things cant be undone. words had been said. decision's made. i am partly responsible for it. tis time whether its right, there is no questions bt it. with just a warm hug, it got me teared. shattered, burnt... tis heart & self stride my another beginning its for our happiness.... pls forgive me love. |
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