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19 March 2009

KARYN, The KIDNAPPER. @ 4:38 AM

No jokes man.
She intended to kidnap me that night.

Why?
Well, she kept taking the wrong turns that lead to her home instead to MY home.
I bet she did that on purpose.

"Karyn, I didn't bring any bras or panties la. Don't worry la, I sure sleepover at your place one night wan."

That's what I reminded her for EVERY wrong turn she took.

She did drop me home SAFELY...

... until I realized i left my cell phone in her car.

"At least I brought a piece of you back home."

I'm POSITIVE she's in love with me.

.the pig is still talking

Woof. I mean, Oink.

.profile

Christ Tan. And I'm not Jesus Christ.

.somewhere over the rainbow

.madly,deeply in love(for now)

You're Beautiful

.sshhh

.- (infinity)