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People who love chocolates are my friends.
Sunday, March 11, 2007 || 1:55 pm
she cries easily and loves to make herself cry; this is only one of the many songs which can induce her tear glands.
All the songs has a particular meaning to her; heck, when she's down in the dumps she can basically cry over ANYTHING, all the songs on the radio can be connected to her situation somehow.
grow up, dont be such a cry baby.
there are better things in life.