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I guess we're done, let's not drag this on

Consider Me Gone.
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Hello girls from Venus and boys from Mars. I am Peishan from Jupiter and I eat bunnies for breakfast.
But I guess you still love me anyhow

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Consider me a smile in an old photograph, someone who used to make you laugh.

I feel the adrenaline moving through my veins.
Monday, December 14, 2009

I just ran from my house to Braddell MRT.
I miss running , don't you?

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