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I'm Alysha Veronica Prescovia, eighteen,25September.1992/Libra , proudly to declare that Im single

you type.
love
Nadhira fatin fiona

listen


The urge to breakup.
Anybody who's ever loved, ya know just what I feel
Too hard to fake it, nothing can replace it
Call the radio if you just can't be without your baby

I wished I had that overwhelming feeling all over me again.
I am simply just so tired mentally; heart and soul.
It seems like I'm falling ot of it....gradually....
Unless of course he reels me back And got me crazy all over again.

ps/ Im glad that I'm not down with any elements of a boring saturday for today & sometimes
the only thing we should realise is that, money cant buy love nor happiness.