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bones sinking like stones.

all of us are done for

Bathwater

i dreamt of mirr a few nights ago. i vaguely remember what happened but she was treating me to supper at that place near her house. the one where the mama makes teh tarik only at night and goes off at 4am. sometimes he doesnt even come. and ive not been there for long time. i dont even know how to get there anymore. oh and we were having steamboat like the one we had in marina south when boss brought us out to supper.


and yesterday i met mirr's brother on the way home. such coincidence. he said im going crazy with school and such. which is not true. im not going crazy anytime soon. right? yea...

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