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- my name is Gao Dejun aka DEDE
- 20 this year
- birthday on 6 SEPTEMBER
- currently studying in Ngee Ann Polytechnic (BS)
- a guy who loves sports alot
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Monday, February 14, 2011

its been about 4 years. 4 years seems a long time enough. 4 years of being afraid. there were a few times in the past 2 years. yet, those times i didnt work hard enough because i felt afraid. i let it past. i let it fade. yet, when i finally know this is it. this is the one. i open so wide, ready to let myself lost out. i was just so sure. yet again, i was wrong.

like a year ago, when i saw you. i knew you were great, almost perfect. it didnt matter, who you were, how you changed. cos i know inside you are all the same. that same person i first knew, that same person i had feelings for. you are worth it, so worth it. worth the time, the wait.
stupid. if i hadnt chose to let myself fallen head over heels. i think i would have still be able to walk.

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