Somehow, 8 it's just a number. But, to keep 8 of ours, really 'pening'.
While
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Don't ask me why. My answer is still the same. Adore.
One, do fancy my sphere. I do need it.
Two, the bitter of of the past, it always haunted me. But, you never know.
Ps;
Selamat pulang rasa, ke asal jiwaku. Selamat kembali aku, ke jalan lurusmu. Selamat datang cinta, ke ruang hatiku. :)
Pss;
Love; not about finding the perfect person, but to see an imperfect person perfectly. :)
Psss; Consequence, it blossom! Yeay!
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