Hi there,

Wonder if you still visit this page. I'm really glad to know that you are so happy with your life now. It's good to know that your family is doing well. The kids are growing up healthily. And I see that Da-Jie is pregnant again, working towards their ideal family of 04 kids, just like yours.

Hope you are doing equally well too.

i know you have been logging in almost every other day still.
we both deserve to be happy.
we'll learn to live with this regret and the unknown of what could have been.

thank you for the 4 years-adventure. it had been a good one.

13 hours at work yesterday. 11 hours at work every other day. so much to do and still so much to learn. i need to ease in quick. handling couples can be quite tacky ( Read more... )

So today, I've graduated. The past two years have been bittersweet. The many hours of gruelling studying. The many people that were behind me supporting me. The mother who has been very concerned that I've been pushing myself too hard. That boy who encouraged and supported me by fetching me to and fro home/school whenever he could, especially when ( Read more... )

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Do you remember the nights
We'd stay up just laughing
Smiling for hours at anything
Remember the nights we drove around crazy in love

Do you remember the nights
We made our way dreaming
Hoping of being someone big
We're so young then
We were too crazy in love

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If no one breaks the mould
And ours hearts are stronger than we know
That you and i could learn to love again after all this time
Maybe that is how i knew you were the one
That you could still believe in me again after all our trials
Maybe that is how i knew you were the one
To awake and know that we made it through the storm
And someone saves ( Read more... )

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i'm losing myself.

Moving on is like this: one day you forget the taste. The next, you forget the smell. Then the touch. Then the laugh. Then the smile. Then the jokes. Then the eyes, the hair, the hands, the feet. You forget the socks. You forget the fingers, the toes, the sex. You forget the pulses, the beats, the rhythms and how you sometimes felt like they all ( Read more... )