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♥ The Girl

Vinitha Valerie Vincent Henry.


If you think you know me, read my blog and think again.

I guess I'm just a girl wrapped in a mystery inside a bitch.

♥ Rant Bitch!





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♥ Thursday, February 28, 2008

Does'nt 1mth seem like 1 year?



I love that after I spend day with you, I can still smell your perfume on my clothes. And I love that you are the last person I want to talk to before I go to sleep at night. And it's not because I'm lonely. I came here tonight because when you realize you want to spend the rest of your life with somebody, you want the rest of your life to start as soon as possible.

and you've made see that, Hearts will never be practical until they are made unbreakable.
more to come?
happy anniversary.

To love is to suffer. To avoid suffering, one must not love; but then one suffers from not loving. Therefore, to love is to suffer, not to love is to suffer, to suffer is to suffer.


I write sins,not tragedies.
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