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AidahBurne

Tuesday, March 10, 2009
therapy

i always find cleaning strangely therapeutic to my soul.
it calms me. & throwing out unused stuffs was an additional bonus.

while cleaning, i dragged this green suitcase out from under my bed.
i know this suitcase exists since i was like 6. today, curiosity got a better hold of me & i opened it up. HAHAHA.

when i saw the contents, i must have gasped so loud that 'izzul came running into the room.
the contents got me a little worried, though. it's like seeing a Colt in the suitcase, you know. what fuck.

i wanted to go.
you wouldn't let me. you said we'll be stronger together.
maybe, you're right. & i certainly hope so.

i feel good today.
i clean, i found stuffs, i made progress with my parent's gift.

i think syimir is weird. i upended the whole cupboard full of photo albums & yet, i still cannot find the album with his baby photos. i think he sell to the karang guni. haha.

i made a move at 6:47 PM

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