Klarisa's Time...

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Klarisa’s Time…

It’s all about my life and my extraordinary experience

i said, your eyes are

the brightest of all the colours.

i don't wanna,

ever love another.

you'll always be my thunder,

so bring on the rain.

your voice,

was the soundtrack of my summer.

My old Crush

Selasa, 26 Juli 2011 @ 23.26

A moment before I write this post, my old crush sent me bbm. He want to interview myself.

He asked me about my school. In English language.

My heart beats heard like a boom.

Honestly, I really happy to have a communication after a long time.

Label: Him, Love, my conscience