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Jessaffiq, rely on me. ♥
i'm your soul.

Hello i am JESSICA ABDULLAH I'm just your girl-next-door. I'm more than just myself. I am my own hero! That may be strange, but that's me. I like going around traumatizing people and irritating my friends is my forte. I can be as cold as an ice queen this moment and as hot as the sun the next. So, live with it, alright? I know, you know, I rock. \m/

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I want youAffiq Kaflee
Love to be love by my baby boy, his mine and im fully his :) boy, ure the sweetest person and im falling in love with you over and over again :)

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Sunday, May 31, 2009

After a while you learn the subtle difference between holding a hand and chaining a soul,
And you learn that love doesn't mean leaning and company doesn't mean security,
And you begin to learn that kisses aren't contracts and presents aren't promises,
And you begin to acept your defeats with your head up and your eyes open, with the grace of an adult, not the grief of a child,
And you learn to build all your roads on today because tomorrow's ground is too uncertain for plans.
After a while you learn that even sunshine burns if you get too much.
So plant your own garden and decorate your own soul, instead of waiting for someone to bring you flowers.
And you learn that you really can endure...
That you really are strong, and you really do have worth.


♥ Sunday, May 31, 2009