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Katak Bawah Tempurung.




Bila dah jadi macam macam semua ni kan. Semua semua semua ni lahh yang buruk buruk ni. Aku rasa, katak yang duduk bawah tempurung tu macam sangat lucky lah in a way. Hahaha. Or kalau rasa duk bawah tempurung rasa macam bodoh sangat sebab sama macam Patrick the Starfish, kita duk lah bawah/dalam nenas, macam Spongebob. Ok lah so lameeeeeeee-o. 



Don't let any lies escape, even white lies, even 'good' lies, even lies that is meant to 'jaga hati'. No Lies. 

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