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28 June 2007 Thursday, June 28, 2007 I hate the feeling of being regret. I am not talking about the feeling of being regret when I didn`t buy that top that I have been lusting for, didn`t scold that boy and didn`t clean bedroom because it is hard for me to find clothes. -_- I am talking about the feeling of being regret when I pray to Jesus so that I can change the past even though I know it can`t be changed, but at least I am trying. If I had an ability to do that, imagine how many things will happen to me. Happy things. If only miracles exist. <3 |
Yours truly.  I am Carmen and cool to meet you, you good looking motherfucker. :D Okay. Let's get to business. I am sorry to say this, but I am self center which explains why most of the pictures in this blog are me, myself and I. :D Oh, and I love to do silly faces. :) Forever Loves.  GaiusBooo, grandmom and Benji. :D Lusts. A miniature pet dog. :D A hair curler. :D A Beanie. :D Ohhellothere. Good things. Ohhelloloves. Visitors.( Starting from 1st February 2oo8. )  Shut up and listen. History. |