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Thursday, June 17, 2010 . 5:20 am




PS I love you. Seems like I seldom blog about my feelings nowadays. Perhaps the past had gone, new lifes have come into my life. Today's outing with Eliz proofed one thing. Dear's family had accepted me, especially her sister.