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Saturday, January 26, 2008
Don't you feel sometimes life is playing with you?? It purposely puts things that you know you will maybe feel uncomfortable with right in front of you.Ha.Oh well.Yawns.Anyway, i got to hang out with my homies yesterday till about 3am.hahah.I never fail to laugh my balls off when i am with them.hahah.Nothing beats more than a bunch of vulgar and horny bitches like us.Mann you gotta love them.Just like the old times baby.

jon was here





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Jonathan Lim
They call me JonJon
Turning 20 on 25september
Music is my life
Bowling is my wife
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