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Lies we dun tell.. Truth we dun hide.. A truthful understanding that we both sell.. Coz at the end of the day its you that i want.. As much as our egos keeps us fighting.. As much as our heart keeps us going.. We know our love will keep on lighting.. Coz at the end of the day its you that i want.. Ain't no bumble bee.. I earn my own honey.. I love my own bees... |
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Tristan wish for Holiday Trip/Break!! Tristan prays for The Rahmans to strive better in life.. Tristan prays for her Career to Jet-Set-GO!! & may the force at work be with me.. Tristan prays for Amore to grow gracefully as a person & may she succeed in life.. Tristan prays for all her friends & families to be happy despite the shortfalls in life..To those I don't care..My prayers ain't for you.. |
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11:28 AM, Monday, March 1, 2010 18 years ago, we welcomed the birth of a baby boy into the family with so much galore.. Named him Al-Azlan Shah, according to Momma's "infatuation" with the Sultan of Perak.. Good choice of name, I assume, as he acts all T.Y.R.A.N.N.Y all his life, not that the Sultan was..  Fast forward 18 years later, all grown up & still very TYRANNY, he bears a special spot in this selfish heart.. My brother.. The only one I have, nothing can replace him.. Despite his similar temperaments with me.. Despite the "Clashes of the Titans" with me.. Despite telling me "I love you Kakak" followed by a request of monetary term.. You are the only one.. The one I fiercely protects.. My very own Mr Bratty.. ::  Happy 18th Birthday!! When the clock hits midnight later, take a deep breathe.. Inhale your first 18th breathe.. Thank God for your very existence.. Look forward.. To a life, that I can't promise to be perfect, but I assure, will be comfortable.. :: Live It Up Al-Azlan Shah, cos if you don't deserve the best, no one does.. |