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no rest for the wicked.
ABOOT

Yoko;
Yokoshy;
Yokokopops
whatthepong@gmail.com

Generally intolerant and deathly allergic to stupidity. I tend to repeat myself, I tend to repeat myself, and I like food, clean shaven pits and interesting nail polish shades.

As usual, if IQ is below 10 :
DO NOT ENTER.

Network

Adnan ; Amos(anus); Collin; David; Derek; Desiree; Faris; Grace; Homan ; Issac; Joanna; Joe Lee ; Jolene ; Joseph; Lilin; Lydia; Peixin; Qinyi; Yvonne ; Ziying

FLICKR/Aranair;
FLICKR/Yokoshy;

ZOMGOODNESS!

.WAHLAO...{ Saturday, December 22, 2007 }

and more pictures still.


The dress I bought her for x'mas.


POKS LOL.





HAHAHA HIS FACE IS DAMN COCK HERE HAHAHA!


She's got junk in her trunk - I likey














Haha seriously, i think zinc is obsessed with my boobies.


Taupok with .. er .. my face -.-









Ziying: LET'S ALL DO CROSSED EYES!

me and poks: okay

Ziying: BUT I CANNOT CROSS MY EYES!!

*dies*

seriously we were like wtf @_@








A push; a shove in the wrong direction
Your heart is slipping - there is no traction
to stop your heart from falling.

head over heels
over pain that it feels
it lands at your feet
can't you see ? there's no beat
at your touch it revives
it needs you to survive


don't fly.

Of course that's incredibly selfish so, heh.

MEATBALLS I WANT I WANT I WANT.

Boyfriend is on his way here with chawanmushi and sushi yay yay yay yay okay extreme boredom is killing me softly.

Meh.