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HER LULLABY

Everyday is so wonderful. And, suddenly it's hard to breathe. Now and then, i get so insecure. From all the fame, I'm so ashamed. Trying to fill the emptiness, The piece is gone, the puzzle is undone. That's the way it is. She's getting out of bed at half past ten. She starts to comb her hair, just an ordinary day. She looks at the reflection off the wall and looking at the people passing her by. It could be you and an ordinary day that's hurting her...


Monday, October 20, 2008, 4:23 AM


Nothing can describe my feeling last night.
Totally flew up high to the sky.


YingYan introduced this when school's bored!





Just can't stop laughing at the pictures below.





Lastly,

They made me look so hot! hahahaha