The INGs

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talking to qing online.
talk bout here.
no one came here anymore, i suppose.
qing say she's been reading through the archive.
and it's kinda emo.
it's so long ago when we say we want to live together.
and soon,all of us gonna hit 21.
things happen.people changed.
though till now i still dont know why.
how good can it be to go back to the best.
when's the 3 of us uber close.
now everyone's like busy with our own life,school,work etc.
i miss the time we spent together.
without either one,it's just so different.
like an incomplete puzzle.
though i still went out with each of you.
it's just different.
time check :1.52am.
and im still blogging.

i need some quiet time by myself.
alone.

june meet up?

1:45 AM